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Hundreds had gathered beneath the towering Cathedral of the Holy Flame, its spire cutting into the steel-gray sky. The Eternal Flame atop the spire flickered faintly, a feeble glow too weak to stir the hearts of the disillusioned masses below.
The air was plagued with whispers, a low murmur of speculation that hung like smoke over the square.
Vendors lingered at the edges of the crowd, their cries half-hearted, as if even they could sense the gravity of the moment. The people ...
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