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    The marble halls were empty as usual. The cold open air made them feel as if they were a tunnel in a void. Not even the reflection of daylight could warm the air around him. Farion shivered as he stepped along the hard floor, listening to his footsteps echo until they fell to nothing. Zeke''s quarters were only a few meters down the hall and he was beginning to feel anxious. Things were starting to happen and he''d gone too far to turn back now, he was in it for good.


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