The Faded Quadrant

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The bell does not ring. It hums. A low, tectonic vibration that rattles the teeth in your skull. You are in the Dream Court. The air is thick, gelatinous, tasting of copper and old dust. You do not walk. You float. Your feet do not touch the marble floor. The floor is a mirror. Infinite. Reflecting your face. A thousand Margarets. Pale. Hollow-eyed. Waiting. You seek the Quadrant. It is not a...

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