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... ndlelit prayer hall in the capital of Veledrin, a golden mirror cracked.
The monk attending it fainted instantly, his vision flooded with one repeating image:
A boy in white robes, standing beside a woman of light and flame, whispering words he wasn't allowed to understand.
In the west, deep in Asmodra's ruby sanctum, her seer-vines—planted centuries ago across the continent—burned.
The last one to ignite had coiled around an old chapel's ruins, l ...
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