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... d out of the bog, enormous and sealed, its surface buried beneath layers of swamp vines thick as ship’s rope.
They weren’t random growth. From what Percival’s weary eyes could see; each vine was tensioned, braided, and anchored into the stone beneath, forming a living lock.
Dark sap oozed from the knots, dripping slowly into the mud below.
At the base of the door lay a sunken basin, half-swallowed by mire. Inside it, the vines converged into seven bound loops, cinched tig ...
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