The wind blew out of the East into The Del on this night, and it brought with it a stranger. The blue light of Sicon’s larger moon combined with its smaller yellow satellite gave the land below an eerie pale green hue. Layol, a thin muscular man, sat next to his small fire atop a hill...
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