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A worn and weathered long spear. Once bright, its red tassel has dimmed over time. Yet when the wind rises, th…

A worn and weathered long spear. Once bright, its red tassel has dimmed over time. Yet when the wind rises, the faded cloth dances still—as if longing for the days of battle.

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A worn and weathered long spear. Once bright, its red tassel has dimmed over time. Yet whe… | Where Winds Meet Database