From: [[]] This is where the tent-city of the traders stood. […] after the Fall, they must have built for the cold of the underearth. Tents would have been wretched. A shame. How brave the crack of the flags […] The cries of the hawkers of spiced cakes […] [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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