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... housand of them — he stood somewhere he didn’t recognize. The walls of a gray room rose around him. They rose up to form a curved ceiling, tattered strands of stone hanging above like the tattered remains of a spider’s web.
A spiraling pattern of melted stone expanded beneath his feet to travel up the sides of the wall. It looked like a ropey scar upon flesh more than any manner of damage or carving that could be done to rock.
The room was small. Compared to the sea he’d been los ...
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