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"I don't think we should be here."
Two figures walked through the streets on the eve of the festival. The one who had spoken was the shorter of the two, which was about the only thing you could determine about them at a glance, what with the way they had chosen to dress themselves. They were covered from head to toe in a variety of garments, most of which didn't seem to be in very good shape, with not a scrap of skin showing through.