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... ling along the carved wall.
The whispering wrapped around him like a cloth.
He reached a landing where the chamber widened into a hollow.
In the center stood a low false altar, its surface blood-dark in the old stain of time.
It was not a place for miracles—it was a place saints had sealed because the world could not bear what sat below.
Kael bent, studying the marks.
He had been looking for proof—anything that might explain why this place felt lik ...
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