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... ealing, Breaking, Rewriting. Each pulsed with its own rhythm, as if trying to lure me in with promises of power, victory, or the illusion of safety. The hum in my ears grew, a constant drone that set my teeth on edge. I felt the weight of the monoliths pressing against my awareness, each carved stone acting like a silent witness to the unfolding of a momentous decision.
The Guardian remained utterly motionless, its featureless visage turned in my direction. Even without eyes, I sensed it ...
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