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... sharpest rays of light in the world, drawing out countless straight lines against the curtain of the night, summoning clouds from the distant horizon and blocking out the innumerable stars.
The wind roared, grass was sheared, and the black monoliths began to crack, their splinters transforming into terrifyingly sharp arrows. Screams began to rise from the graveyard as both the woman crying for their sons and the numb nobles waking from their dazes began to flee. But it was hard to say just ...
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