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... Herculia’s grandeur—the royal palace of a fallen dynasty.
Now it echoed like a mausoleum, hollow and stripped of splendor. Where once tapestries depicted triumphs, bare stone walls loomed naked and scuffed. Chandeliers were gone, their brass skeletons wrenched from the ceiling.
Even the candle-holders had vanished, along with the thick woven carpets that once muffled footsteps. Nothing remained but dust, faded outlines, and the faint perfume of dignity long since looted.
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