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The horses slowed their pace at the command of their masters.
They were already on a high knoll and in sight was the famous Hyogan Village. It was an enigmatic and beautiful sight at most would peak the interest of any that saw it.
The city was made of the finest material, even from the distance could be seen, the flooring of it was like snow but purple giving out an enigmatic presence.
Even the trees looked magnificent from afar with purple, pink, blue flowers and leafs, all sorts of varieties filling them up. Surely this was why it was called the city of purple.
Anthony took his time to analyze the wonderful sights, this was beyond his comprehension. When he heard the city was purple he never expected it to be this astonishing.
