Leogaire was a terrible place. He’d been warned, but he’d come anyway, imagining that the warnings were exaggerations and that the city must just have had poor infrastructure or a shortage of street signs.
What he’d found instead was a living, shifting body of streets and biomes. He’d tried to...
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