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... as if the passage of time was not a few seconds, but several years. In what direction, I could not have been sure. The man who stepped out of Light's Hope Chapel was practically glowing with holiness. A paladin among paladins, he wore gleaming armor of gold and silver. His beard and shoulder-length hair was grey, but his eyes glittered a brilliant shade of blue. I held my breath, unable to move, ...

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