I The night sky was as beautiful as ever. Looking out onto the horizon, Pantriss wished for a moment that the city wasn’t covered in glass, giving him an opportunity to feel the wind on his face. Then again, he considered, he probably wouldn’t feel the same way if it was raining tonight. He lingered for a moment, noticing that his ward had been looking…Read more
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