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... le oil lamp cast long, dancing shadows across the faces of the dozen men and women huddled within the cramped space. They were merchants, craftsmen, farmers—the quiet, desperate heart of the Creed of True Silence. Days ago, their gatherings had been filled with a serene, if somber, sense of purpose. They were believers in a gentle release, a quiet exit from a world of unending pain. Tonight, that serenity had been shattered, replaced by the frantic, panicked whispers of a flock that has just see ...
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