Setting
The gate itself was ornate and curved, vines growing across and through it. On one side of the gate was the image of a sun rising, wrought iron curling away to define the morning rays.
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"Y-yeah I uh-" Kethyr didn't want to say it.
"Say no more," The guard gave Kethyr a sympathetic smile. This was the fifth one in the past hour to come to leave for their condition. The wrought iron gate swung open to allow Kethyr through.
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