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... tallic dome, forming a thin layer of rime ice that negligently turned into meltwater, slowly trickling down through the crevices.
The winter morning was devoid of sunlight, its glory veiled by a dim mist. The faint glow flickering in the air was nothing but the pure white of snowmelt.
The Alchemic and Mechanical Church, the grand hall of the sixth chapel.
The second-floor examination prep area was filled with test-takers who gazed nervously downwards through the glass, in ...
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