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... ipping the wooden effigies of the gods so tightly his knuckles had gone white. His robes, once pristine symbols of purity and devotion, now clung to him with grime, ash, and the stench of burning flesh.
Around him, the world collapsed.
Smoke coiled upward like snakes into the night sky, swallowing the stars and smothering the moon. Fire licked the edges of tents and wooden palisades, climbing higher, spreading in hungry waves. The screams that had once come from the outer edges w ...
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