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... oached the throne. Every mirror had fallen quiet, no longer whispering, no longer mocking. The Pane had acknowledged him, yet its silence carried a weight heavier than war drums.
The throne itself was carved of obsidian glass, jagged and regal, towering as though it had been shaped from the very fractures of the world. Each shard that composed it pulsed faintly, like veins of light breathing. The air warped around it, bending reality toward the seat like a black hole.
Ren stopped ...
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