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Submitted to Contest #321
Renna was halfway down the cobbled road from Brina’s cramped hut when a swell of shouting reached her, filling the narrow street. Beyond the crooked alleys, the square outside the Grand Sanctum seethed with bodies. The Sanctum’s white spires burned under the sinking sun, the golden sigil of the Highest gleaming on each one, a reminder, they claimed, of his triumph over the demons that once ruled. Crowds after a sermon were common, but this felt different. The dying light slid over the helms of the guard, their pikes held like a wall...
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