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... ories long buried in time, yet firm beneath their feet.
Kyle glanced around warily as they made their way deeper into the structure.
Despite its age, the place hadn’t crumbled. In fact, it stood sturdier than most castles he’d seen, as though its creators had poured more than just stone and mortar into its construction.
Silvy paused, fingers brushing against the mural of a silver tree painted on the wall.
"My mother was the last temple maiden. She used to bring me ...
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