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... hut behind Viora and sealed the world away.
The silence in the Royal Sanctum was absolute. It was heavy enough to crush the breath from a person’s lungs. The air here didn’t just smell of ozone or flowers. It smelled of ancient, unrefined power. It was the scent of a thunderstorm trapped in a bottle.
Viora took a step forward. Her boots made no sound on the floor. It was not stone or crystal, but a seamless expanse of polished obsidian that reflected the galaxy of star-charts dri ...
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