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The clang of my needle echoed through the Chorale Chambers, a sound that had become as familiar as my own breathing. I'd been weaving through the citadel for hours, and yet a peculiar itch told me I was missing something crucial. That's when I caught a glimpse of a vine-choked opening high above the eastern corridor. It was the kind of hidden passage that veteran wanderers learn to sense, a whisper of uncharted depths.
