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... im was darkness — thick, damp, suffocating. Yet somewhere in that abyss, faint lights flickered. Small torches clung to the walls like desperate stars, their flames breathing slow, golden light into the black. Shadows crawled along the stones, alive in their own quiet way.
Avin squinted. "They’re lit?" he murmured. "That means... someone’s here."
The words echoed softly, bouncing off unseen corners. His boots tapped against the cold stone floor — tap... tap... ta ...
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