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... low. Heavy. Stone scraping metal like it hadn’t moved in a decade.
Lucen stepped through first.
Then stopped.
His boots met smooth stone, flat and pale. But what caught him wasn’t the floor.
It was the space.
The chamber stretched wide, far beyond what should’ve fit beneath the drift. The ceiling was so high it vanished into mist. The air smelled clean. Cold. Like glacier wind, but still.
Dead center?
A lake.
Perfectly round.
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