Modern Times, Another World, Same Magic

I decided to wear my hair violet and braided that day. Nothing special to celebrate, I just wanted to break from my usual black or brown hair on a typical Saturday night. The town was teeming with people, as always. Archers, priests, merchants, thieves, acolytes, swordsmen. Looking around me, there were quite a few with violet hair so I guess I’m well-disguised. And so the hunt began.

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