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... ored with sigils faded by a thousand palms. The wardlight behind us slipped thin; the dark ahead took shape around ankle-height guide glyphs that woke as our boots passed.
"Anchor on my count," I said. "Four in, two hold, three out."
"Already there," Cael said.
A bell tone chimed soft in the stone—first rung. The timer woke.
At the second turn the stair widened into a short hall that ended in a split. Left: a corridor sloping down, faint hum underfoot, air warmer. ...
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