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... through the ruins of Ebongrave, once a proud city, now nothing more than a festering wound in the land.
The dead did not rest here—they lingered, whispering in agony, bound by the will of a queen whose reign had only begun.
Selene Nocturna stood upon the remains of the city’s great altar, her cloak billowing like blackened wings.
In her pale fingers, she held a vial of sanguine ichor, the last trace of a dying priesthood.
She uncorked it, allowing the thick crims ...
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