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... of the imperial capital like a colossus carved from light and stone. Its spires pierced the winter sky, each one crowned with ever-burning braziers that cast a perpetual golden glow across the snow-dusted rooftops below.
On this day, the great bronze doors had been flung wide, admitting streams of nobles, cardinals, and lesser clergy into the vast nave where marble pillars rose like ancient trees toward a vaulted ceiling painted with scenes of divine judgment and mercy.
The air ...
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