Dark CornersThe sun reflected dazzlingly upon the gilded spires of Silvermoon City, the capital of the elves' kingdom. Trees and flowers lined the red and gold streets, the white stone of the city's elaborately carved walls and arches gleamed and towered above citizen and visitor alike. Birds sang, magical fountains bubbled, entertainers performed in the streets, and merchants called out their fine wares, while passersby chattered, argued, and laughed amongst themselves. It was a place of light, beauty, and splendor.Dark Corners by AranyaVerSarn
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But no thing of mortal creation is ever without its inherent duality.
Even in this bright city, there lay dark corners, the darkest of them comprising an entire street of their own: Murder Row. Few respectable people made a habit of walking this shady city corridor. Most avoided it for less dangerous - if also less expedient - ways to get around the city, or they passed through as quickly as they could. But there were others who had no fear of this place, and why should they? They dea