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... dreds of them, all different sizes, all carved into the stone and glass, and just like the ones carved on the [Mouth of the Abyss]’s floor, watching.
And now, they blinked.
Every single eye opened at once.
A noise filled the chamber, a rustling sound, like the turning of a thousand pages in unison. The lights dimmed, and then one of the paths lit up with a faint golden glow.
Miles stared at it. He didn’t recognize the symbol carved into the path, but he felt somet ...
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