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The Swallow Song - The Clouds Rise and Roll
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Categories: immortal chivalry
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The teenager was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a smoky green long shirt, with a strip of rotten cloth torn from somewhere casually tying his long hair behind his head, but not tying it properly, and together with his long, shiny hair, swinging haphazardly in the wind. After dropping the pig's hooves that he had been fiercely gnawing halfway through, and drinking from some unknown bowl, he rubbed his greasy hands on a sailor-like man beside him, dragging the broken sword with him as he made his way to the ring...