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In the heart of the city, where shadows clung to the walls of forgotten
alleys, a figure moved swiftly, their footsteps echoing like a ghost's
whisper. The cold wind carried the scent of rain and danger, an
ominous prelude to the storm brewing both in the sky and in the lives
of those entwined by fate.
