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The young elf of the Fifth House of Ethgan'tor knew her place in her society. The common Esh'lahier of the city could differentiate those of the Houses and those who were not. Each of a House wore a distinguishing symbol, a pin of their House emblem.
The city was the heart of the Forest of Light, a shining beacon at the end of many trials. Many could not turn back without the knowledge of the city's secrets.
In the distance by the path that lied beyond, a sparkle of light caught Lindi's eyes. Verdant and transient was the flash, but strange enough to spark interest...
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