Tramat
Caithan twirled through the streets, unable to contain her excitement at being free, and stopped only when she passed into the Tramat district. The streets fell into shadow from the reeds that covered them, but the small patches of sunlight still warmed Caithan’s skin as she walked. Tambourine music filled the air, and Caithan ducked under low-hanging lanterns as she made her way deeper into the district. The scent of spices and smoke filled her nose, making her mouth water. She followed her nose past many performing street magicians and dancers to a small street vendor whose cart displayed numerous spiced meats on flatbread. “May I have a paprika beef flatbread?”
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