The hallway was empty when Cel stepped out of his room. Early enough that most students were still sleeping, late enough that morning light filtered through tall windows and painted the wooden floors gold.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4RdD0ruC4x
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He stepped into the hallway and started walking. 90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC2oXMC83ja
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The dormitory corridors eventually gave way to the main building's wider passages, and he found himself at the Academy's front entrance - massive oak doors carved with marks of the seven deities.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH1HjXYvDxu
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Cel walked through and past the iron gates. The guards who'd straightened so sharply for Esrin yesterday barely glanced at him now - just another student leaving the grounds.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXQXOuBPVHJ
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The city spread before him.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOnZfUd3oLR
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He'd walked these streets with Esrin, taking in the shops, the crowds, the constant flow of normal life. But there had been direction then. A destination. Following her steady pace through streets that parted for a Hallowed.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5X0z9rkWDL
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Now there was no destination. No goal. No one to follow. 90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoHxk6egxCS
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The street stretched wide and level. Cobblestones fitted together in patterns that would've taken months to lay. Buildings rose on either side - stone and timber construction, three and four stories tall, with shop fronts on the ground level and living quarters above.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhFVYqOCDXQ
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People were already out. A woman swept the steps of what looked like a bakery, the smell of fresh bread drifting across the street. Two men carried a heavy crate between them, grunting with effort as they maneuvered it through a narrow doorway. A child ran past chasing a leather ball, laughter trailing behind.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZuDZEEM0kL
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Normal. All of it completely, impossibly normal.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhPC0q5xO5t
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Cel moved along the street.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzl7ETxoqwt
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His armored boots clicked against cobblestones. The sound felt too loud. Too present. In the Ashlands, his footsteps had been nothing but soft crunching through ash. Every other sound had been a potential threat, something to track or hide from. Here the sound just... existed. Meant nothing. Threatened nothing.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOWWq06eu1u
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The morning air carried a dozen scents. Bread, yes, but also horse manure from somewhere nearby. Woodsmoke from breakfast fires. Something sweet and floral from a cart selling flowers at the corner.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcJE8Yp3X67
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He passed the flower cart and the vendor - an older woman with weathered hands - smiled at him.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgpypikkTdE
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"Morning, young master!"90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTGyuBXjNNp
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Cel nodded once and kept walking.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7RH5EZP9l3
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Young master…90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMCv6GVPp1l
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He glanced down at himself. Cinderward covered him in practical brown and gray - simple by artifact standards, but still unmistakably an artifact. Anyone who looked would know immediately what he was.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJtNychPx3b
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A Chosen.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJiiGuWk3wk
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And his snow white hair didn't help. It marked him as clearly as the armor - unnatural, distinctive, impossible to miss.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1HP58HBq9O
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The realization settled uneasily in his chest.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAHBIkdBisK
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More people appeared as he descended further into the city. The street widened into a broader avenue lined with shops. Merchants were opening shutters and arranging displays. Customers browsed early selections. Conversations hummed in the air - dozens of voices blending together into a constant murmur.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfAFv9r7of4
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And eyes found him. 90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ3m8M4r8KT
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Not everyone. Not constant staring. But enough that he noticed.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcSIHKqhHrh
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A merchant glanced up from arranging pottery and held his gaze a moment too long. Two women walking together turned their heads as he passed, whispering something he couldn't hear. A group of young men near a tavern entrance went quiet when he approached, resuming their conversation only after he'd moved on. 90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ97nLEGlSea
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Yesterday, with Esrin, all eyes had been on her. The famous Hallowed commanded attention simply by existing. He'd been background noise in her presence - forgettable, invisible.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfOrxgcgOPU
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Without her, he stood out.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4a451OAlaD
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Cel's chest tightened. 90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn2IMEBxPl6
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He needed different clothing.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiWKd4wwTzb
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A shop ahead had fabric bolts displayed in the window - simple woolens and linens in earth tones. No fine silks or elaborate patterns. The kind of place that served commoners and lower merchants.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb6fGsw9N82
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Perfect.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡek1WPT6KJS
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The door opened with a soft chime. Inside, the space was narrow but deep, with shelves lining both walls holding folded garments and stacked fabric. An elderly man stood behind a counter at the back, squinting at a ledger.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ91XWJU2I1R
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He looked up when Cel entered. His gaze dropped to the armor, lingered a moment, then rose back to Cel's face.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB7wjAZS2lj
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"How may I help you, young master?"90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ346LnlerwC
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There it was again. That assumption.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZp399ZSL7K
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"Clothes," Cel said. "Nothing formal. Just normal wear for the city."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiclpGDtbo8
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The shopkeeper studied him a moment - assessing size and build with an experienced eye. "Of course. Simple tunic and trousers? We have several styles..."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOdGuBmtCja
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He moved along the shelves, pulling items and laying them on the counter. Brown linen tunic. Dark gray trousers. A simple belt. All well-made but unremarkable.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡetJbc76eLW
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"And a cloak," Cel added. "Something with a hood."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3jsbiQQhp3
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The man nodded and retrieved a dark brown traveling cloak from a peg. The fabric was thick enough to ward off rain but not so heavy it would be uncomfortable in warm weather.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFTNst0XInd
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"Will you be wearing them now, or shall I wrap them?"90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6FeDUiB2Ho
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"Now."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7lgSbvZe9c
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The shopkeeper gestured toward a small changing area curtained off in the corner. Cel took the bundle and stepped behind the fabric.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYZgFFNc51N
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Cinderward dismissed at a thought, dissolving into nothing as it returned to wherever artifacts went when unsummoned. 90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWma387HmkM
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He pulled on the new clothes. The linen tunic was rougher than Cinderward's smooth fabric but not uncomfortable. The trousers fit well enough. The belt cinched everything in place.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR4JH1kG6tu
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When he emerged, the shopkeeper nodded approvingly. "A good fit. Will there be anything else?"90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡevTnMXfzdo
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"No."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz11sd6Qoz1
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Cel pulled coins from the pouch he had received and counted out the price the man named. The shopkeeper accepted the payment with a small bow.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ90KgPighFR
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"Thank you for your patronage, young master. May the gods watch over you."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqvUS6KDhPg
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Cel pulled the hood up as he stepped back onto the street.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKZhuQR3Ea6
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Better.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaHXbwzEBPl
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The attention didn't disappear completely - a hooded figure still drew some notice - but the weight of eyes lessened. People glanced and looked away. Normal wariness of a stranger rather than recognition of a Chosen.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrPhUrU0S8Q
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He could breathe easier.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfplpajudyd
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The street continued downward, opening into what looked like a market square. Stalls clustered around a central fountain where water bubbled over carved stone. Vendors called out their wares - fresh fish, vegetables, leather goods, tools, trinkets.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvTs2YyC3nh
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Cel drifted through it all without direction.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSCmiKmSy3K
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A weapons stall caught his eye briefly. Well-made steel displayed on cloth - daggers, short swords, a few longer blades. Nothing compared to Silent Moon, but quality work. The merchant noticed his interest and started to approach, but Cel moved on before the man could speak.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgqQY7AG9m3
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Food stalls next. Roasted meat on skewers sending up fragrant smoke. Pastries glazed with honey. Some kind of soup being ladled into wooden bowls for customers who ate standing at rough tables.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlZ8v1YGeZA
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His stomach didn't react. He'd eaten the dried meat from the Hollow Realms recently enough that hunger hadn't returned yet. But he watched the people - how they ordered, how they paid, how they ate while talking with friends or standing alone.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf0M5Ww0UDN
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Normal human behavior that felt foreign.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKCBHiX1rrg
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He moved through the crowd, letting the flow of bodies guide him. A woman argued with a fishmonger about prices. Two children darted between stalls playing some kind of game. An old man sat on a bench eating bread from a cloth-wrapped bundle.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgFRLQuxQfY
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Then voices rose above the general market noise - clear and distinct despite the surrounding chatter.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWv80FRQbhz
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"—and the merchant swore it's a genuine relic! From an actual hero of the old wars!" The speaker's tone carried pure enthusiasm. "Can you imagine?"90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcP4pCiPiL0
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Cel's gaze tracked toward the sound.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZhBFaCRBBv
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A young man with brown hair stood before a fabric merchant's stall, holding up a cloak. Well-tailored clothing marked him as nobility. The fabric practically glowed even in daylight. His whole posture radiated earnest excitement as he examined the crimson cloth with golden clasps.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdypQOygjdB
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The young woman beside him wore elegant green that identified her as Life Clan. Her posture was perfect - back straight, shoulders set, every movement controlled and precise. Light green hair fell in a practical braid down her shoulder.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrhBICBXR3c
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She looked... tired. Patient, but exhausted in a way that had nothing to do with physical fatigue.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoGFle4pSs0
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"Theron." Her voice was quiet but firm. "That's what the last four merchants told you."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGu2cM4cXpF
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Several nearby shoppers had noticed the nobles in their midst. Some stared openly. Others whispered to companions while glancing over. The fabric merchant himself looked simultaneously nervous and opportunistic - aware that nobles shopping in a commoner market was unusual, but not about to miss a potential sale.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNgHUH1Fgti
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The young man - Theron - barely seemed to notice the attention. "But this one seems different! The craftsmanship is—"90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡerqeYbqlm1
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"Do you honestly believe," the woman interrupted, "that a genuine relic would be sold at a market stall?"90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhgkYIhvikG
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Theron paused. His expression shifted through several emotions - confusion, consideration, then reluctant acknowledgment. "I... suppose that would be unlikely."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgDKHM8eNJf
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"It would be impossible." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "If it were real, it would be in a noble house vault."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ05rbwK7SG6
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The merchant's face fell slightly but he maintained his smile. Theron looked at the cloak again, then carefully returned it to the display.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2zendEBuT2
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"You're absolutely right," he said brightly. "A true hero wouldn't need relics to prove himself anyway! The heart matters, not—"90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5NBus4b6lH
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Cel stopped listening and walked away.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD4Jishh5hx
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None of his business. Two nobles shopping where they didn't belong. 90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9ApDrOTILV
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He continued through the market until a shop selling books and parchment caught his eye at the square's edge. 90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡephE0xf1mX
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Cel pushed inside, grateful for the quieter atmosphere.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJgNjpDIeQn
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Shelves stretched toward the ceiling packed with bound volumes. The smell of leather, ink and old paper filled the space. A few customers browsed - a young woman reading the first pages of what looked like a romance, an older man examining what might have been a religious text.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb3635OknG7
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Cel moved along the shelves without touching anything. Titles he could read thanks to his basic education. Histories. Philosophical treatises. Collections of poetry. Technical manuals about everything from farming to architecture.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEAeFpBuAVO
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"Can I help you find something?"90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsZk9LlZL2b
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The voice came from behind. Cel turned to find a middle-aged woman in a simple dress - probably the shop owner - watching him with polite interest.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeyxMFLK3qq
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"Just looking."90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjgyEISUVBT
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She nodded and retreated to her counter, leaving him to browse.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaLsmCQH1r8
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He stayed a few more minutes before the enclosed space began to feel confining. Too many shelves. Too many words pressing in from all sides. 90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqCiUunTodw
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Back on the street, his feet carried him onward. More shops. More faces. More normal life happening around him while he drifted through it like a ghost.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQJAnj51tmO
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What was he even doing?90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3jVyhG8X3P
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He still didn't know what brought him joy. Watching strangers shop for cloaks wasn't it. Neither was browsing books he'd never read or staring at weapons he didn't need.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2aOrl8dZSa
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Maybe joy wasn't something he could find. Maybe—90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxVNAOKepqj
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A symbol caught his eye.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYo8YztBgrr
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Silver against dark stone. Carved into the wall of a building down the street.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM98tNEmRst
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A crescent moon cradling a perfect circle, with star-like points radiating outward and wing-like curves at the base.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwdEzGEhpY1
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The Moon Goddess's mark.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRtip1WqH7O
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Cel stopped walking.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi2a5uLGGUz
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The building was modest compared to some of the grand structures he'd passed - two stories of gray stone with narrow windows. But the mark was prominent, positioned above heavy wooden doors that stood partially open.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHclCsvw8kz
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A church.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIJjJO4MYuT
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Understanding clicked into place.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLICNcUF0US
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The capital city. Seat of the Stellarion Empire. Neutral ground where no deity was worshipped above the others.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaKKM2pWJmf
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And because this was neutral ground, all seven deities had churches here. Even the Moon Goddess.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxGx7JXFa2S
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This might be the only church devoted to her on the entire continent.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE5EDFdAe2U
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His feet moved before he made a conscious decision.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡimB2CTLR9g
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The wooden doors were old but well-maintained. Someone cared for this place even if few visited. Cel pushed through and stepped inside.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrS4adAsOzl
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The interior was simple. Stone walls without elaborate decoration. Rows of wooden benches facing toward the far end where a raised platform held a single statue.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsLVNcI4jqw
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The Moon Goddess's mark again - this time rendered in pale stone that seemed to glow faintly in the dim light filtering through high windows. It stood taller than a person, carved with such devotion that every detail was perfect.90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9RJzMlRyTP
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The space was quiet. Empty except for—90Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5aT8Ubf1Q0
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