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... eper, replaced by a mineral silence, heavy, almost palpable. The damp walls reflected the dim light, as if covered in stone scales. The air smelled of moss, but there was something else—a sweet, strange aroma, like dead flowers mixed with burning incense.
Amélia walked with Sylphie leaning on her shoulders. The mage, even faint, murmured incoherent words, some recognizable only as fragments of ancient incantations. The gold in her eyes still flickered and faded at intervals, like a waver ...
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