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... g kingdom, but the kind of silence that remembered screams. That clung to broken stone and bloodstained walls like the last wisps of smoke after a fire. My boots echoed against cracked marble, each step ringing hollow through the ruined corridors I once called home.
I ran my fingers along the blackened edges of the archways, remnants of carvings that once sang of the Moon Goddess’s glory. My glory. These were the halls I was meant to protect, the world I was meant to rule.
Instea ...
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