You sit at the far end of the council table. Countess Elowen stands by the wax and seal, the doors open to an empty hall, the terms still unsigned.
Nora Flint
by gavin
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
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From a high stone lip you watch Nora cross violet grass toward a far teleporter, three strange monsters drifting into her path.
Nora Flint crosses the violet grass below your stone lip, pack bouncing on her back, eyes on the faraway teleporter glow while three lumpy shapes drift loosely between her and it.
Long walk to that glow. Three ahead, drifting wide.
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