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... nk into damp moss, each step swallowed by silence. Apart from the stillness, apart from the weight of sorrow pressing down from every stone, the place felt... meek.
But the deeper he went, the air seemed to grow heavier. It wasn’t weight, not really— more like a presence. Something unseen pressing against his chest, close enough that his breath came tight, as though invisible hands were reaching for him.
He stopped.
A statue stood before him, carved from a single block of ...
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