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The cobbled streets turned into polished marble slabs at the turn of corner, as of now Deloria wasn't in the hunger stricken backstreets but the picturesque court of Sandelen. Even in the darkness the marble shone like starlight as the moon…
The only sound audible in the dead winding streets were the clicks and ever present clacks of one, Deloria Ische's shoes. Even in the dead of the winter night she still felt the need to dress as if there was courthouse party around her, the…