Along the brine slicked streets marking Sonshan's dock side blue district perched an open-air den ringed by tall wood partitions. Within, a medley of folk paid patronage, clustered among tables atop which sat a halved white-flowered gourd, dried and hollowed, with a lit tallow wicking providing...
Water lapped against the walkways silhouetting the Blue Sluice, itself a redoubt from which the gold-inlayed guards could peer out over the shambling semblance of civilization beyond. It offered a peak into the Cinder Ports, Sonshan's hub of trade and its main outlay into the world beyond...
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