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"Rubble and Memories" by parody_ham
A letter came, as they often did, in the beak of a Weewoo. But this one was different. It had Lord Darigan’s wax seal, a golden miniature of the Citadel with the letters “LD” written in cursive below. Sally, his Darigan letter Weewoo, dropped the letter into my hand after a chin scratch. She rested on my head for a few minutes—preening as she did—before darting back towards the floating fortress. Usually, Galgorroth handled our Lord’s letters if they were important, or some scribe with a motor mouth. And spires above were there a lot of talkative scribes.

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