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Chapter 49 - 048 : Those Empty Eyes...
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... now weathered by time, the stained-glass windows fractured like forgotten dreams. Dust motes drifted lazily through shafts of pale light, settling on the cracked pews like a shroud over the past.
Raiden Mei stepped inside, her boots whispering against the worn stone floor. The air smelled of old wood, damp earth, and something faintly medicinal—herbs, perhaps, or the lingering scent of candle wax long since melted away. She took a seat on one of the benches, her posture rigid, fingers cu ...
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