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... lays glistening even in the storm's fury. It stood untouched by the flood, a testament to the god's vanity and power. Its opulence was a harsh contrast to the despair that gripped the city.
Lines of people, huddled and drenched, made their way towards the temple. Desperation etched on their faces, they walked as if in a trance, driven by fear rather than devotion. Their steps were slow, heavy with the weight of their impending doom.
"We can't go through the front door," Sarba whi ...
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