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... elebration, laughter, and the fragile illusion of safety.
The stronghold of the Order of Voriel did not exist in any map, nor in any layer of the mortal world that obeyed direction or distance. It hung in a dead fold of reality, half-buried in an Underworld, half-anchored to something dangerous.
The air there did not move. It waited.
Black stone arches twisted upward like the ribs ofa colossal corpse, their surfaces etched with funerary scripture that rewrote itself every ...
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