The Troubadour
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A young woman in her youth came into this city once. She said she had travelled far and wide in search of the queer and unique. She was looking for a people that could defy her expectations and open her eyes to a new way of life. She came armed with only her flute and carefree smile, and I pitied her, for there were none that have entered Omashu that have left it.
A short story about blind conformity.
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