The Golden Downtown

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The rain in the valley did not wash things clean; it only made the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones of Millhaven into a mirror of soot and rust. Elara stood at the window of the small, rented room above the chandler’s shop, her fingers tracing the condensation on the glass. Outside, the smoke from the ironworks hung low, a thick, gray shroud that smelled of sulfur and burnt coal. She...

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