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Well of Aspiration

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/Step…/

The hidden passageway led to a staircase leading further underground.

It was simple and smooth, the steps were wide and tall, almost too tall, enough to make Dale feel his weight whenever he took a step forward, and likely to be a pain in the ass whenever he made his way back.

There were no decorations around, no carvings, no lights, anything. Only dust, and a few weeds growing between the cracks of the stone, together with the roots of the trees that frequently burst through the ceiling and ground.

'It seems the Palace outside was just a front, like an oversized toy house…' Dale thought silently as he looked back to the entrance of the stairwell

'Maybe front isn't the right word… Would it be more akin to a monument? Something to symbolize an event, someone, or an idea.'

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