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... illed with incense but had become deserted with the arrival of the war.
The gate of the ancestral hall was closed, but the inner walls and the wooden beams on the roof were full of sharp claw marks.
Old time tea fell back onto the futon, exhausted, panting.
Ever since it woke up and found itself trapped in this temple, it had tried all sorts of ways to escape, but none of them worked. The temple that it was so familiar with had become a prison that trapped it. ...
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