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... knowledge, a space carved out in a place where time seemed to fold upon itself.
The walls of the room were lined with arcane symbols and ancient books, their spines cracked with age, yet still brimming with the accumulated wisdom of countless generations.
The faint scent of parchment, ink, and aged leather hung in the air, mingling with the faint hum of magic that always seemed to buzz in the presence of such knowledge.
The Dean, standing by the massive window that overl ...
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