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... d a pale half-moon that cast eerie shadows over the land below. The air carried a crisp chill, a quiet whisper of the looming night, while the grand werewolf city pulsed with life. Laughter and chattering voices intertwined with the soft hum of music, creating a symphony of celebration.
Exotic carriages, drawn by majestic beasts, rolled smoothly through the wide streets at a leisurely pace. Each carriage bore the insignia of powerful families, their status reflected in the rich fabrics a ...
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