Sample-V07-The Last Ember of the World-202606071900.txt
(Act I: The Ascent) The world had forgotten the color of the sun. For three centuries, the Great Frost had reigned, turning the continents into a seamless expanse of jagged ice and howling white voids. We lived in the shadow of the Obsidian Peaks, in a city carved from the frozen marrow of the earth. I, Kaelen, was the last of the Pyre-Keepers, the hereditary guardians of the Eternal Ember. It...
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