Chapter Seventy Four : The Bells Beneath

The staircase coiled like a serpent’s spine, narrow and slick. Evelyn’s fingers traced the damp walls, her eyes adjusting to the gloom. The ring pulsed faintly, its crimson hue casting shadows that twitched like watchers.

Below, a wind stirred—not cold, but old. Stale with the scent of myrrh an...

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