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The Skyglass Key

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Helios has always trusted maps.
Lines, angles, order - they were his only safety.
Until the night a stranger left him a sealed scroll with one warning:
"Do not open before sunset."
He opened it anyway.
Inside was his city, every street exactly where it should be.
Except one.
A street that doesn't exist.
A house with no name.
And a symbol that feels less like geometry... and more like a warning.
Some maps don't guide you.
They hunt you.Todos los derechos reservados

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