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... ble temples overrun by creeping vines, their columns cracked but still proud. Smoke coiled from incense pots lined in silver, and strange melodic hums echoed through the stone paths, like forgotten lullabies refusing to die.
Rivan approached the entrance of a domed palace draped in gold silk banners. Thalia stood at his side, eyes narrowed.
"This place isn't cursed," she murmured. "It's charmed."
He nodded once. "And that's worse."
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