Highstone
Stone-walled cottages cling to the mountain's edge, their windows aglow beneath banners of laundry. Low clouds drift through the streets in morning, and the ever-present wind carries echoes of chimes, hammers, and laughter. Every villager seems to be descended from the same dozen ancestors, and the bonds—like the patched stone walls—are tough as granite.
Highstone
Where clouds brush the rooftops and secrets echo in stone.
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