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... in screams, riots, or bloodshed. There was no great explosion tearing Halcyrr apart, no divine thunder striking the streets in punishment. The city did not burn.
It hesitated.
That hesitation rippled outward from the Concordance Hall like a flaw in crystal—subtle at first, almost imperceptible, but catastrophic in what it implied. Halcyrr had been built on certainty so absolute that even time bent itself to fit approved memory.
Now, for the first time, the city was unsur ...
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