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He lived where few dared tread, nursing a meager pension that barely paid for his daily needs. Life was hard here on the desert, where the preservation of water was almost as sacred as life itself. Yet the solitary life held its private rewards with an iron grip, protecting its own from the ravages of pressure and identity with the serenity of its auburn skies. His nights were filled with the deserts song and the dreams of eternity, and he hungered for little, knowing that possession feeds upon itself.

It was during a cold and starry night that she came to him on her ship of a thousand...

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