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... ay of the year. All but one.
For the first time since the Night of the Scarlet Moon, I was allowed to exit the palace under heavy escort. I spent it walking from one city temple to another and extinguishing the flames burning in their hearths with silver bowls of blood and blessed water. By the time the sun began to set beyond the horizon, I had single-handedly deprived the capital of its lights.
All of the empire’s citizens contributed to the task. Torches, hearths, candles, and ...
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