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... light.
Walls of translucent crystal pulsed faintly with the ley-lines woven through them, carrying whispers from the distant sea.
Around the crescent table of the Magus-Priests, silence reigned. None dared speak first, for all had seen what transpired upon the waters of the Shivering Sea.
The scrying pool in the chamber’s center still rippled with the memory of it, a towering wave, her face carved into the foam, demanding to know why Elven ships prowled where they had no ...
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