Winter returned to the continent not as a harbinger of dread, freezing famine, and terror, but as a season of quiet majesty, warmth, and festive anticipation. In the northern valleys of Highstone, light snow fell like powdered sugar across the evergreen forests and stone village cottages, where chimneys puffed sweet-scented birch smoke into the crisp air. Thanks to the agricultural distribution networks, every family's pantry was stocked with smoked meats,…
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