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... black.
All was silence.
I awoke enshrouded in lightless shadows, a pitch-black expanse thicker than a starless night. I couldn’t see anything; not even my own hand. The darkness consumed all.
My body shivered in the cold. I was lying on a stone floor, or at least it felt that way to my numb fingers and rattling bones. My hands fumbled in the all-devouring shadows to no avail. I’d never seen a place so black. Even Mictlan’s bowels provided a measure of ghostlight in the da ...
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