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... s descended into the depths. The walls were damp and gray, blocks of stone stacked upon one another centuries ago. He recognized the style, and could even rattle off when this particular type of subterranean architecture had begun being used in this region. Fun facts. Little details. He ran his fingers over the wall as he descended, brushing against one of the old light fixtures. Iron. Lovingly curved at the neck with a worn, empty slot where the candle would have gone. It had been added over a ...
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