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The road bent upward, west then north, and eventually, with Arrick and Bajo both winded—though Bajo a little moreso—the caravan reached the crest of the hill. The Wells stretched before them.
To their right were the brick and glass tiers of The Wells town center. The building was vast, heavy on straight lines overlapping right angles, the sort of blocky …
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