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Summer had woven its warmth through the land, painting everything in vibrant hues of gold and green. The gentle breeze whispered secrets as it danced through the fields, causing the grains to shimmer like scattered nuggets of sunshine. Dragonflies flitted about, adding a touch of whimsy to the scene, their iridescent wings glinting in the sunlight. In the distance, a lazy river meandered, its banks adorned with willow trees swaying in harmony with the wind's gentle melody.

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Larion stirred from his slumber within the confines of the wagon, a sensation of cold dampness rousing him. His eyes fluttered open to find Lily ensnared in mystical chains, their arcane power dampening her ability to wield magic.

Blinking away the remnants of sleep, Larion observed Lily tending to his burns and injuries as the wagon trundled along.

"Where are we? What happened?" Larion's voice was faint and weary as he addressed Lily.

With a heavy sigh, Lily replied, "After your confrontation with that man, they
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