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... ned into an infinite abyss of darkness. Faint mockeries of lights shone down upon them, ever-burning corpses that were once stars. Hundreds of pale, feminine arms descended from the skies like thick, translucent-white vines.
Songs of praise in a dozen languages rang in Lone's ears. He tried to scream, but only words of praise left his throat, words in a language he did not know. Tears streamed down his eyes at Her beauty... at the goddess who looked down upon the mortal realm from the de ...
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