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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU0zBUJxhha
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He stepped into the hallway and started walking. 218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc3clqsRO7J
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjn4qYHAoLx
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf9q9BKOXzm
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The city spread before him.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUwyxPorJXg
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx9J4GV5E2x
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Now there was no destination. No goal. No one to follow. 218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj0aFsz6cax
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzYSrANYpyt
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiXb5kNNDXn
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Normal. All of it completely, impossibly normal.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNJueJ4C4lu
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Cel moved along the street.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlNBZ2cjPav
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLFCH0evpQ0
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnY7VzoefFD
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He passed the flower cart and the vendor - an older woman with weathered hands - smiled at him.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡneqTc9CFM0
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"Morning, young master!"218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNwMFuFy4jp
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Cel nodded once and kept walking.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuB6hSZT9eY
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Young master…218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoV624vQLhF
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx4P6lvDAkm
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A Chosen.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0aPvJo8zRD
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXxGERokwnc
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The realization settled uneasily in his chest.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJKtmJAs5pE
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7gWefsaOAK
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And eyes found him. 218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsakzbq87Hb
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Not everyone. Not constant staring. But enough that he noticed.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl9oo6jQYC0
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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. 218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡksBmYTZDVB
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKzTcqvG09Q
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Without her, he stood out.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ95UokT3lzb
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Cel's chest tightened. 218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5DYtUz18nN
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He needed different clothing.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiHa5LZfWlI
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDIvPKELVsg
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Perfect.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZMdkoE7z8B
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDUowyaiEwV
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSF1mKfReex
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"How may I help you, young master?"218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZnRhrTnL8y
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There it was again. That assumption.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX28QQIHm2B
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"Clothes," Cel said. "Nothing formal. Just normal wear for the city."218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBjS2JGU7c7
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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..."218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmfAJKjEhpU
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡndHAoe4ePF
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"And a cloak," Cel added. "Something with a hood."218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwKomakeEEW
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwiKhHIEOFh
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"Will you be wearing them now, or shall I wrap them?"218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuSqJ0XLDy0
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"Now."218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK4wttx4bfM
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxwWLVEmgBJ
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Cinderward dismissed at a thought, dissolving into nothing as it returned to wherever artifacts went when unsummoned. 218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvPkMJiQ4WR
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDRB1OzRWSP
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When he emerged, the shopkeeper nodded approvingly. "A good fit. Will there be anything else?"218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyr6w0KOo90
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"No."218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSWqqIDlQcG
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgXrVGGJezu
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"Thank you for your patronage, young master. May the gods watch over you."218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3ho0A7qrfl
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Cel pulled the hood up as he stepped back onto the street.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsDAssNsr0U
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Better.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4HQsW8sg7F
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbAUiM9HSPO
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He could breathe easier.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSuZjgzJdbn
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6lffL3Z3Ho
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Cel drifted through it all without direction.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL7EPbw2Dwu
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ65oJGskgLd
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO410Dlf9K8
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsCmIZPbhx2
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Normal human behavior that felt foreign.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfy5ve7PFUh
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0H0syN4P6l
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Then voices rose above the general market noise - clear and distinct despite the surrounding chatter.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo5WAzYk3yJ
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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?"218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQypTK07qQ3
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Cel's gaze tracked toward the sound.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRt1gVj1H1v
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1NzDl1ZGEm
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY7nX001lGF
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She looked... tired. Patient, but exhausted in a way that had nothing to do with physical fatigue.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡimTyy2UlgQ
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"Theron." Her voice was quiet but firm. "That's what the last four merchants told you."218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVmy9He0Rat
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8l7yUhjsqX
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The young man - Theron - barely seemed to notice the attention. "But this one seems different! The craftsmanship is—"218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXNLVoD6niD
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"Do you honestly believe," the woman interrupted, "that a genuine relic would be sold at a market stall?"218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9b4SlhWJYd
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Theron paused. His expression shifted through several emotions - confusion, consideration, then reluctant acknowledgment. "I... suppose that would be unlikely."218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj2nITuKn0a
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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."218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc5KwZ1Oe8N
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk9A1cNo561
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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—"218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFXczWSrGwL
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Cel stopped listening and walked away.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXsWu9hhVs7
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None of his business. Two nobles shopping where they didn't belong. 218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL79JeMWmVK
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He continued through the market until a shop selling books and parchment caught his eye at the square's edge. 218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy1QRYLFe9B
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Cel pushed inside, grateful for the quieter atmosphere.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrX6hKdk0G5
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8pKTXhr3Wd
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzRqoCeR7aV
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"Can I help you find something?"218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyBeJfisl5P
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBKbJ26m5LX
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"Just looking."218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBUiJEAuZf0
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She nodded and retreated to her counter, leaving him to browse.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvDjTaY5WWU
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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. 218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWPDL7Qo0DD
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoT7HGIk0Th
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What was he even doing?218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4nyPzMvzSl
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ254OnNNZDT
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Maybe joy wasn't something he could find. Maybe—218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMwBMVOv6hV
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A symbol caught his eye.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6FWcpwAavq
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Silver against dark stone. Carved into the wall of a building down the street.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH8uYyhYfHd
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A crescent moon cradling a perfect circle, with star-like points radiating outward and wing-like curves at the base.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHMvZNtdPq2
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The Moon Goddess's mark.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIVXIQLy7jh
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Cel stopped walking.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZN9Y5IhKpj
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnN9N3ABKgZ
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A church.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhQBPKbQUoP
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Understanding clicked into place.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbGi4ARbrZv
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The capital city. Seat of the Stellarion Empire. Neutral ground where no deity was worshipped above the others.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr86mLCuOmI
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And because this was neutral ground, all seven deities had churches here. Even the Moon Goddess.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNkiBbtQPWC
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This might be the only church devoted to her on the entire continent.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSB2GDIIi1C
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His feet moved before he made a conscious decision.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ88zDi4mXo6
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC5oS89KD3e
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPtPdJxfLOA
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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.218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ92KmH1AFPc
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The space was quiet. Empty except for—218Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡimTkv4YMAe
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