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... ned like a crown.
The sacred chamber was soaked in divine residue—walls carved with spirals of madness, red light spilling from hanging chains, and a thick circle of silver drawn across the floor with ground bones and blood.
At its center lay a boy, no older than ten, breathing shallowly.
His small chest rose and fell, and his eyelids fluttered—caught in a dream he could not escape.
The high priest stood before him, face hidden behind a ceremonial mask made of pol ...
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