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... him with measured steps into the dim confines of the house. The wooden door groaned on iron hinges as it opened, revealing a stark interior that exuded the essence of medieval pragmatism. Cold stone walls stood draped in tattered banners, their faded crests whispering of a forgotten lineage or defeated ones.
Wooden beams crisscrossed the ceiling, creaking under the weight of time and dust. A solitary torch flickered in a wrought-iron sconce, casting shadows that danced like restless pha ...
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