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... lley wheel slowly spinning in the rafters, stirred by a chill wind slipping through a high, narrow window. The glass was streaked with years of soot and rain, its edges framed in iron that had rusted into a deep, earthy red. Lanterns lined the stone walls, their flamelight soft and steady, casting gentle shadows that danced across a space most of Emberhold's citizens didn't even know existed. The air carried the faint tang of oil and metal, mingling with the musty scent of aged parchment and the ...
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