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... he Tower itself.
Every floor, every stair, every locked door shivered like strings on an unseen instrument. Echoes warped, memories twisted, rules that had once been iron bent like reeds in a storm.
And then—light.
Not the clean blaze of Thrones, but something older, rawer. It poured through cracks in the void like molten dusk, touching every shadow, every scar, every heartbeat. The Tower was no longer just listening. It was answering—through something it had buried.
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