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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJFzsiK9EDT
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He stepped into the hallway and started walking. 97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZg2tEBWQMb
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6hOCC4VEhn
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuspIFZ1oeU
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The city spread before him.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Ywm4UkBsv
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU26ZKkMECk
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Now there was no destination. No goal. No one to follow. 97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgBrQvggne6
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMKSDcEE0we
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDIBk7EOeOT
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Normal. All of it completely, impossibly normal.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1eveulYj21
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Cel moved along the street.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpov7ANWfha
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKo7mHn9K8k
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBl1E3TyHlt
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He passed the flower cart and the vendor - an older woman with weathered hands - smiled at him.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNVUbp9qPPw
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"Morning, young master!"97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9dC5dmGulc
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Cel nodded once and kept walking.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpBnfbvOqFN
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Young master…97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmCYqD24gUs
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2QfePhr0c2
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A Chosen.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhla7BVoGTH
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKdubY0RKlC
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The realization settled uneasily in his chest.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc80v8yoNxW
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtipckM0uzq
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And eyes found him. 97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt4OgAk4FPv
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Not everyone. Not constant staring. But enough that he noticed.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe3TeqUEEBU
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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. 97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8oxRmLkpwT
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRhHaiuDc0g
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Without her, he stood out.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ671pnCtY9I
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Cel's chest tightened. 97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx0DmpGPHLq
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He needed different clothing.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgOGOnG0oGw
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnyDqxCJJe6
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Perfect.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxJOkMwffCB
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV9W0mEABcE
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Hrpkeemag
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"How may I help you, young master?"97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ81AgQod8ES
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There it was again. That assumption.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8e3UOya1bV
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"Clothes," Cel said. "Nothing formal. Just normal wear for the city."97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5WCvC0xUBy
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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..."97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDscYoZFRjt
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCxSZbcsOmo
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"And a cloak," Cel added. "Something with a hood."97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZd8F9QxyPv
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiq6Mfdg3Sy
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"Will you be wearing them now, or shall I wrap them?"97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp5v328gCmU
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"Now."97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM0v9tzbIjo
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLLpp09VK6q
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Cinderward dismissed at a thought, dissolving into nothing as it returned to wherever artifacts went when unsummoned. 97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1FA7v30OwE
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYhXRTahLSr
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When he emerged, the shopkeeper nodded approvingly. "A good fit. Will there be anything else?"97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8cHm537FEg
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"No."97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD2bE6IXYid
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjllMm9kNOT
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"Thank you for your patronage, young master. May the gods watch over you."97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt3qs3iiU3s
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Cel pulled the hood up as he stepped back onto the street.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx7qZZYb5He
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Better.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkt7vgoDcjq
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9a5rhQRori
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He could breathe easier.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTP5QmtpWnA
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqVB8U3I02r
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Cel drifted through it all without direction.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRTNZt3tMOL
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBptOPoIuAf
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYpiJBqR99y
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhD8FvBcLh6
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Normal human behavior that felt foreign.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQD6ufOTBNP
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuG3VVocW2e
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Then voices rose above the general market noise - clear and distinct despite the surrounding chatter.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡifbZbo32ba
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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?"97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnVjHRTAYAg
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Cel's gaze tracked toward the sound.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU04nz0Efb1
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNcv7fja98j
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxUED10ntAO
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She looked... tired. Patient, but exhausted in a way that had nothing to do with physical fatigue.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpuiDqFPvC1
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"Theron." Her voice was quiet but firm. "That's what the last four merchants told you."97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdoyr7eIPHN
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz8dKkjxyIe
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The young man - Theron - barely seemed to notice the attention. "But this one seems different! The craftsmanship is—"97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMH6DUftULm
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"Do you honestly believe," the woman interrupted, "that a genuine relic would be sold at a market stall?"97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQiHksY398H
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Theron paused. His expression shifted through several emotions - confusion, consideration, then reluctant acknowledgment. "I... suppose that would be unlikely."97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj9vmxIcr3i
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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."97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc3IvRwwtn7
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlMuJXdvGvc
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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—"97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzRc0xHjPjo
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Cel stopped listening and walked away.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqvPcEhLBnU
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None of his business. Two nobles shopping where they didn't belong. 97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWA7ykqKkJD
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He continued through the market until a shop selling books and parchment caught his eye at the square's edge. 97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0U2XsZLY39
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Cel pushed inside, grateful for the quieter atmosphere.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGewckvGvCk
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5e5rBXEHRD
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLYc1OOZ07s
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"Can I help you find something?"97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhH2DRbUSDM
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX3YwLgFjuv
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"Just looking."97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSWin0LyXwG
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She nodded and retreated to her counter, leaving him to browse.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTkatgHqWr4
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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. 97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRw4qSgnqDa
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh7DxFWZayw
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What was he even doing?97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKmymxdDAk1
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBKZAql2ob0
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Maybe joy wasn't something he could find. Maybe—97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfMgS5elvAL
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A symbol caught his eye.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSvWkWqNa4t
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Silver against dark stone. Carved into the wall of a building down the street.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0bHhCJVWyG
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A crescent moon cradling a perfect circle, with star-like points radiating outward and wing-like curves at the base.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4qcb1y7WRT
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The Moon Goddess's mark.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN4VaMbPmgu
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Cel stopped walking.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfAplvwMSsx
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ457K7DIETH
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A church.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡINjLqRG99F
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Understanding clicked into place.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUzSm1EQfzm
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The capital city. Seat of the Stellarion Empire. Neutral ground where no deity was worshipped above the others.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlhlpGkSSBR
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And because this was neutral ground, all seven deities had churches here. Even the Moon Goddess.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4sdiA3L89N
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This might be the only church devoted to her on the entire continent.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUdMAssjPhY
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His feet moved before he made a conscious decision.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNfqNw3O9Cm
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyukjGjAXxy
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMDKxcCXrt6
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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.97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfcRrlm2KYA
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The space was quiet. Empty except for—97Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqf941YFc8A
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