Here they are!
- Bardas glared at the interloper.
- Perimadeia: the famed Triple City and the mercantile capital of the known world
- The dreams were always about screaming and smoke.
- Above the city, he stretched out in his quarters and surveyed the landscape put into his charge; his sword hung on the wall like an omen.
- "Do the walls yet hold?"
- Deep in the darker district of the Shining Triple City a young girl was running for her life.
- It was just a run-of-the-mill shipping dispute, nothing more; a disagreement over the interpretation of a poorly worded contract, some minor discrepancies in various bills of lading, coinciding with a notorious grey area in the mercantile statutes.
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