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... ush of sunset had drained from the clouds, leaving only the deep, ink-black veil of night.
A tranquil quiet blanketed the valley, broken only by the occasional flutter of wind brushing against the scorched and frozen earth.
In the far distance, the faint remnants of an aureate dome still shimmered like a fading star, casting a soft glow over the ravaged plain.
She rose slowly. Her movements were composed, dignified—like a maiden returning from a distant, sacred dream.
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