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The flickering candlelight illuminated the deep colors of each piece.

Whispers filled the air as students gazed in awe at the beauty surrounding them.

Miss Tanaka urged them to stay close.

"Stay close," she said, her sharp gaze sweeping across the group.

"I don't want any of you to get carried away and left behind ...

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