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... ng in the wind. Caelen sat beside Lyra in silence, his silver hair swaying with the breeze. His mismatched eyes—green and blue—reflected the sprawling city that slowly gave way to grandeur.
In the distance, the palace emerged like a god’s fortress carved into reality. Towers stretched toward the heavens, made of crystal-white stone laced with veins of glowing blue mana. Floating runes circled its highest spires like orbiting stars. Walls made of shimmering silver glinted under the sun, g ...
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