The Faded Quadrant

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The stone wept. It was not rain, for the cellar was deep beneath the roots of the Hall, sealed by three feet of granite and the weight of centuries. It was a red fluid, thick and viscous, oozing from a fissure in the floor. Elias knelt, his knees sinking into the damp cold, and watched the liquid spread. It formed a shape. A circle, bisected by a line, with a dot in the center. A sigil. He...

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