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... he way.
The morning air hung cool and weightless, thick with silence yet brimming with purpose. Light streamed through the high arches above, bathing the white-stone path in soft gold.
The courtyard was vast, encircled by flowering trees and crystalline lanterns, untouched by wind or idle sound.
He walked ahead with steady steps and sat down upon a simple chair near the center—neither throne nor bench, but a seat carved of pale stone and divine aura, meant for reflection, ...
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