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... in to death. Shadows creep over the heart and fall upon the face, rendering it hazy. Only a pair of deep, aged eyes remain, meeting in silence.
"Clang, clang..."
Soon, two Elder Guards entered with short weapons. They took out firestones and lit the candles beneath the fresco, bowed respectfully, and silently retreated. The candlelight illuminated their bodies, casting long, profound shadows over the two white-haired elders. The true shadow, Cevali, stood beside them, holding a p ...
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