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... n hushed tones—The Ash Prophet, the one who burned out his own eyes to see the true shape of the world. He hadn’t aged in decades. His flesh was gray and flaked like charcoal, his voice like dried leaves scraping stone.
And yet, those who sought forbidden truths still came.
Even if they never left.
Tonight, Madame Grin walked the scorched path to his shrine, her lantern sputtering in the midnight fog. The village was dying. Infants born without eyes. Crops that bled when ...
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