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... ached outside the main hall.
The air smelled of incense candles, and a young monk keeping watch nearby gave a small cough.
Although the lights under the corridor were not bright, they were much brighter than the ruins above.
He sat on the steps, and a little monk under the corner of the door bent over to ask if there were any instructions. He waved his hand and silently observed his shadow on the ground.
Lonely.
Like in childhood, many years ago.
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