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... high slabs of stone shaped by time, marked with tales long won and wounds still fresh. Overhead, banners trembled just slightly, cloth brushing the dawn breeze like silence pressed into motion.
They opened.
Slowly.
Heavily.
From somewhere below, stone groaned under stone. Rolling out heavy and low, the noise filled the yard, humming like something half-awake. Some of the riders sat taller without thinking. A sharp breath came from one - her hands clenching the le ...
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