The messengers rode into the free city bearing tidings of war. They sneered at the delicate architecture and laughed at the artists capturing the natural beauty of the waterfall at the city’s heart.
They told each other this was not a city built for war and celebrated an easy conquest.
The messengers expected the city’s leaders to cry and beg for mercy. They expected their warirors to panic until it was too late.
Instead, they were given a day to respect the city’s neutrality and move along. Then the city fell on their master’s army like a wall of water.

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