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"So I Heard You Like Faellies" by kittycat9189
It was nine in the morning, and the customers were few. Xylona wasn't surprised, really. With the peeling walls and cramped space, she wouldn't want to enter as well. The shop looked like it'd been around since the dawn of Tyrannia, and if she had to be honest, smelled like it too...

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