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The Hunger That Speaks
Author: T. Obsidian
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The temple doors closed behind us without touching anything. The sound vibrated through the water like the slow toll of a submerged bell. The corridor ahead stretched into a maze of pillars shaped like spiraling ribs. Every surface glowed with faint blue lines that shifted when I walked past them, as if the temple itself recognized my presence.

The children surrounded me in silence. They drifted through the water without moving their limbs, gliding like living currents. Their glow dimmed slightly the deeper we traveled, as if the temple absorbed their light.

The first child looked back at me. “Stay close. The Hunger listens for the light inside you.”

I nodded. My grip tightened around my blade.

The corridor widened until it opened into a vast chamber. Its ceiling was lost in the shadows above. The floor was a mosaic of dark stone carved with circles that overlapped in a pattern I did not recognize. In the center stood an enormous statue. It depicted a
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