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Through shadowed corridors I crept, my former glory nothing but whispers in the wind. The ancient stones beneath my feet pulsed with forgotten magic, while overhead, dark wings beat against a blood-red sky. My destiny, once clear as flame, now twisted like poisoned roots.
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