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... g, its light filtered through the morning mist that clung to the ancient groves surrounding the royal shrine. It was a sacred place, built generations ago where the land hummed with old spirits. Today, its grounds were crowded with thousands. People stood shoulder to shoulder: villagers from the lake shores, warriors from distant provinces, elders wrapped in ceremonial barkcloth, clan heads in polished beads and feathers.
The shrine itself was shaped in a perfect oval, the thatched roof ...
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