By midsummer, the continent was bathed in an aura of warmth, prosperity, and vibrant energy that exceeded the memories of the oldest living archivists. The mountain passes that had once been impassable due to lingering snowdrifts were clear and dry, crowded with caravans of merchants trading northern furs, timber, and fine star-metal for southern olive oil, vintage wines, and woven sea-silks. At the Concord Crossroads on the former border, the…
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