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... Even Karl stopped his quiet muttering about Soulstream for once, staring wide-eyed.
"Yes," the old priest continued, his voice a low rumble beneath the crackle of holy flames. Sparks danced up into the night sky like tiny stars, as if carrying prayers to the heavens.
Villagers, young and old, huddled closer, faces lit with an orange glow, eyes reflecting the flickering fire.
"The rain," he went on, raising his wrinkled hand toward the cloudy sky, "once fell upon our lands ...
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