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... de, gleaming plaza.
The ground beneath his feet was made of pale stone that stretched outward in every direction, etched with faint glowing patterns that pulsed like veins of light. A night sky loomed overhead.
In the distance, perhaps thirty or forty paces away, stood a man who looked to be in his late twenties. His features were sharp but not unkind, and when his eyes met Michael’s, the stranger gave him a faint smile and a nod.
Still reeling from the sudden shift, Mich ...
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