Behind the Silver Platter

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Within the market area of Lyon city lay the majestic Market Island, which was home to the regional branch of the renowned, "Lyon and Turnbull Auction House!" The light of the slow sunrise fell upon this island revealing the mystical fruits and flowers of the trees abound in the various groves. The branches of each tree were spread out as if in pride of the bounty they possessed. The sunlight reflected off of the surface of the ever-still lake forming a vibrant glow around the Island.  However, despite the obvious beauty of the scenery, there was a silent aura of danger. If a person glanced at the island at a certain moment, with exactly the perfect lighting, they would be able to see the slightest glimpse of an awe-inspiring dome covering the island. This was a fearsome Sovereign tier f

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