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Chapter 11: The Forgotten Temple of Oath[3]
The wind died the moment I stepped over the edge.
No dramatic gust. No push. Just an eerie, suffocating stillness that seemed to swallow everything
Like the world had hit mute.
Like the canyon had inhaled its last breath centuries ago and was still holding it in.
My eyes went on a series of natural staircase carved by the canyon itself. Smooth red stone shaped by centuries of wind and rain, like the ribs of a fallen giant calling for me.
I didn't hesitate.
Hesitation was a luxury.
A lie the weak told themselves before they fell.
I started stepping down.
Skrrrk!
A shard of loose rock hit my leg as I walked forward and skated down the edge. I expected a clatter, a crash. But the sound never came.
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