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... d, a hollow carved into the cliffs by centuries of reverence and ruin. It loomed above the encampment like a ghost half remembered, its arches black with soot, its statues eyeless and bowed as if in mourning.
The air itself was wrong here, too still, too reverent, as though the stones were holding their breath.
The procession had stopped to rest, unaware that history was about to wake beneath their boots.
The knights dismounted with ritual precision, checking weapons, ten ...
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