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... a half-forgotten throne. The mists uncurled from the slopes, reluctant to surrender their hold on the ridges. Pale gold light bled through the drifting veils, washing the cliffs in a glow both sacred and solemn. It was the hour before the world fully breathed out, when sound had not yet awakened, and all things, from spirit to stone, waited between stillness and motion.
The mountain exhaled.
A deep vibration rolled through the soil, faint but deliberate, as if the land itself si ...
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