Every morn the sun rose upon fresh corpses, with harpies drawn in blood on the bricks beside them.

每个早晨太阳都从新鲜尸体之上升起，而旁边则有鹰身女妖们用他们的鲜血书写的砖墙。

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Every morn the sun rose upon fresh corpses, with harpies drawn in blood on the bricks beside them.

每个早晨太阳都从新鲜尸体之上升起，而旁边则有鹰身女妖们用他们的鲜血书写的砖墙。

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