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... y resemblance of the statue to him was almost insulting. From the sharp jawline to the curve of the brow, it was like staring into a mirror—but older, with longer hair flowing down its shoulders like a monarch’s crown. The stone figure carried itself with a solemn dignity, its lifeless eyes fixed straight ahead as though passing judgment on him.
He snorted, breaking the silence.
"Wow. Really convincing," he muttered sarcastically, circling the pedestal. "A statue of me? What’s ne ...
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