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... of dark sanctity.
Its walls stretched into an oppressive gloom that seemed to devour the flickering light.
The ceiling towered far above, and black candles lined the chamber, their flames trembling as if afraid, casting wavering shadows that fell across the floor like living things.
At the center stood an altar, its surface scarred with intricate, spiraling runes that seemed to pulse with a malevolent energy, radiating a presence that pressed against the soul.
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