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... e steps in silence, the air around him thick with the scent of rain and cedar.
Red torii gates stood in rows, their paint weathered by time. Wind rustled through paper charms and hanging bells, carrying faint echoes of prayers long past.
At the top, a two-story pagoda awaited. It was wooden, simple, and ancient. Moss crept along its base, and a faint wisp of incense drifted from within as Masahiro arrived before the building, then respectfully bowed.
"Lady Chiyo, I have a ...
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