Anadreias
Aleisondras walked through the empty halls of the once full temple. It was like the loving waves once crashing on the temple walls, their spray extending to heaven, had all but fallen except the ones flowing from his now empty steps. He looked up and and saw the moonlight streaming through a small square hole in the ceiling, creating a pattern that seemed unnatural on the floor as the opening to heaven was now covered largely in competing spiked weeds, twisting together and falling apart in a hellish harmony that knew no end but death.
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