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... brated. The chanting of the priests accompanied by the poet’s recitation, the beautiful sounds of the ocarina mixed with the thunderous rhythms of drums.
Inside the Chief Palace, there was solemnity and silence. The gentle breeze stirred the curtains of the deities, rows of expressionless elder guards stood resolute, adhering to their duties day in and day out for decades. They had dedicated the rest of their lives to the divine and the elders.
The elder looked at Xiulote calmly. ...
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