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... doors and into what could only be described as a palace of light.
A ceiling of transparent crystal arched high above, the dark ocean pressing against it like an endless sky. Shoals of glowing fish drifted overhead, scattering ripples of blue and silver across tables carved from white coral. The air smelled faintly of salt and mana.
Cynthia froze, her mouth slightly open. "This can’t be real..."
Barth nodded quickly, though he looked almost scared to touch anything. "I-I’ ...
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