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It wasn’t quite dark yet, but windows in the town were bright with electricity. Electric lights. He lowered the shell, studying them. The outer cities had electricity? Of course they do, idiot, he immediately thought to himself. Why wouldn’t they? He’d fallen into the same trap he’d once mocked others for. He’d started to assume that anything important, trendy, or exciting happened inside Elendel.
The Bands of Mourning (Mistborn, #6)
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