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... ne walls cold and damp to the touch. Miles walked ahead with [Cheshire's Gleam] tight in his grip. The air was heavy, moist, smelling of rust and wet stone, pressing against his chest with each breath.
The only sound was the rhythmic shuffle of their footsteps, the echoes of their movement blending with the silence that surrounded them.
For the first few minutes, the winding path seemed like any other corridor, its path twisting in ways that seemed mundane. Miles kept his grip ti ...
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