Catch a fistful of sky

Olllld WoW story

November 19, 2010
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Kysa loved the mornings in Theramore. It was truly a city that never slept, but mornings seem to be so much more alive to the girl. She would sometimes convince her mother to let her go to the markets with one of the servants, under the pretense it’d help her “learn to run a household”. Instead, she took in the sights and sounds of Theramore’s wharf. Humans of all shapes and sizes, from all points of all trades. Craftsmen rubbed shoulders with footmen, captains bartered with merchants, and it was just so alive.


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