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... lace.
It was draped in the moon’s shawl, glowing softly amidst the night, like a lighthouse twinkling in the dark.
The palace was not particularly magnificent; it actually appeared somewhat dilapidated, with only its white walls regularly maintained, while the interior looked like ruins.
At this moment, in these ruins, shoulder to shoulder, toe to heel, a large crowd gathered.
There were men and women, old and young, armed guards, and mothers leading their childre ...
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