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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMvXH9jITC5
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He stepped into the hallway and started walking. 96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcWFiSuygWx
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq7FC0W7voQ
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcJdMJWVDQ1
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The city spread before him.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0BjH7jC5tu
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn3XEVtTKr0
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Now there was no destination. No goal. No one to follow. 96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYf4DDPgJkl
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCcrOfEC5YB
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUzudi4Il9I
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Normal. All of it completely, impossibly normal.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9rEIJqyOK6
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Cel moved along the street.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhdYrmO2AeR
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG3BDezsmRZ
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5E41CzOp5x
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He passed the flower cart and the vendor - an older woman with weathered hands - smiled at him.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKP5dA9cIp5
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"Morning, young master!"96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7j5ole03sw
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Cel nodded once and kept walking.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR9hIrhcY8I
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Young master…96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkrAth4puXI
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwXbMQZYjrD
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A Chosen.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAoPmrPkVDe
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsyhPdp4Vrg
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The realization settled uneasily in his chest.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQFz3Tec8bc
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXpe87xhRhT
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And eyes found him. 96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCsLMNXXU9e
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Not everyone. Not constant staring. But enough that he noticed.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdcj90SAdoO
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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. 96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtyCM4gma1p
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS3gXOsI0NI
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Without her, he stood out.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSeVPWrAtKz
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Cel's chest tightened. 96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoVp3Zt8AiE
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He needed different clothing.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMJiGUwqnND
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuNzYltXinx
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Perfect.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE6Q6ESEBzu
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWplMUTsFYa
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8rMeZKNa7Z
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"How may I help you, young master?"96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJwOxFlXK8f
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There it was again. That assumption.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHTqd5oMj27
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"Clothes," Cel said. "Nothing formal. Just normal wear for the city."96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡntKyfPATYs
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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..."96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ36iM1K6mc7
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE97ejqqTpe
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"And a cloak," Cel added. "Something with a hood."96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCEC9Yw7LQY
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEMiLSoEcyV
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"Will you be wearing them now, or shall I wrap them?"96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxVuCNaMMtJ
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"Now."96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2aeflDZifV
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxEd5NXIWS6
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Cinderward dismissed at a thought, dissolving into nothing as it returned to wherever artifacts went when unsummoned. 96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNcBG6pfCKO
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEbYuokYI9C
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When he emerged, the shopkeeper nodded approvingly. "A good fit. Will there be anything else?"96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc5KYeTg1ZC
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"No."96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMre9B7TtDU
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT4RmdrdBpV
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"Thank you for your patronage, young master. May the gods watch over you."96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqvvhAwnbdM
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Cel pulled the hood up as he stepped back onto the street.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwMe0D6qlLS
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Better.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUbyWWObvnt
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡebk0ABAoB0
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He could breathe easier.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOlW98BCBIb
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqFB5HjYbSQ
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Cel drifted through it all without direction.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7zOTMpemRG
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhKHVoP2UlO
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDiBSCHKpKb
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrLAqE6pIri
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Normal human behavior that felt foreign.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfdjsbQtdiu
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe624M2FGoo
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Then voices rose above the general market noise - clear and distinct despite the surrounding chatter.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcXdnQ6ZddG
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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?"96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuwEHaKl9dP
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Cel's gaze tracked toward the sound.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCP9M0xyZdh
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNPWsM108hq
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6A09AhtSEA
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She looked... tired. Patient, but exhausted in a way that had nothing to do with physical fatigue.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdF7goAJ3Lb
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"Theron." Her voice was quiet but firm. "That's what the last four merchants told you."96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrFwzicdM8m
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEkAuTFnbz9
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The young man - Theron - barely seemed to notice the attention. "But this one seems different! The craftsmanship is—"96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaFrfYuxZ0N
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"Do you honestly believe," the woman interrupted, "that a genuine relic would be sold at a market stall?"96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwKyw6gHk0X
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Theron paused. His expression shifted through several emotions - confusion, consideration, then reluctant acknowledgment. "I... suppose that would be unlikely."96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsoYaTqHHXi
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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."96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoydrOijf2k
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPLp9divLKj
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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—"96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmKpTjE5oTG
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Cel stopped listening and walked away.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ9L6V1WwqE
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None of his business. Two nobles shopping where they didn't belong. 96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy4WKmSibUA
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He continued through the market until a shop selling books and parchment caught his eye at the square's edge. 96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡavScGFnKA7
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Cel pushed inside, grateful for the quieter atmosphere.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡngSR8NjetW
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNxVqILCKIC
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFJiTYyEl1U
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"Can I help you find something?"96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdxgG2HOq7S
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDUPwGiVYxt
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"Just looking."96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGGq352tMI6
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She nodded and retreated to her counter, leaving him to browse.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXcoD6Fo7ws
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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. 96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwpwmSdChwf
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSF72fphq4j
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What was he even doing?96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8VgBQGvANg
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmeJl32SjMu
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Maybe joy wasn't something he could find. Maybe—96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnzMBIyKM76
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A symbol caught his eye.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPh2xIHlYlp
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Silver against dark stone. Carved into the wall of a building down the street.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdfgAcmL9EC
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A crescent moon cradling a perfect circle, with star-like points radiating outward and wing-like curves at the base.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuljIGLKZcB
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The Moon Goddess's mark.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmRH1YKQD97
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Cel stopped walking.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTEHuiNkp9b
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5x4K9R1Tva
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A church.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6DrrdMsOQp
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Understanding clicked into place.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXRxqP1IkH8
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The capital city. Seat of the Stellarion Empire. Neutral ground where no deity was worshipped above the others.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0oTcLRY7ug
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And because this was neutral ground, all seven deities had churches here. Even the Moon Goddess.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxU75IIzkrZ
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This might be the only church devoted to her on the entire continent.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqKjedXjfio
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His feet moved before he made a conscious decision.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2NDRwMtMpu
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUuQld53Twr
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡka4dgRXeox
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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.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdgvzZkanng
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The space was quiet. Empty except for—96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnShWzuxBiY
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Except for the single figure kneeling before the statue.96Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEfWVQ68Xi6
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