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... hoed continuously.
Small debris fell from the ruins of Weitesten Gotteshaus.
The sky turned a purplish gray—
clouds moved against the wind, like time flowing backward.
Fitran and Rinoa stood in the middle of the Temple of Mount, trapped in the mystery enveloping the sacred place.
Ancient buildings surrounded them like silent guardians.
A dim light emitted from the remnants of lanterns hanging on the walls, casting dancing shadows a ...
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