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... sing in tiers like the ribs of a buried cathedral. Thick pillars supported vaulted ceilings, their surfaces slick with frost and age. At the center of the room sat a low stone platform, half-buried in ice and wax-dripped candles long since extinguished.
Jay lifted the lantern, light washing across the lower level.
Empty.
Ryn’s gaze slid upward.
The lantern light didn’t reach the upper arches.
But his eyes did.
Dark shapes crouched along the ledges ...
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