At dusk on the eve of the imperial arrival, a sacred spiritual ceremony of ancestral consecration was conducted across the calm, dark waters of Cape Solitude fjord. Beneath the towering seven-hundred-foot basalt cliffs, three hundred massive iron braziers burning with fragrant cedar wood, dried mountain sage, and crushed pine needles illuminated the sheltered basin in dancing ribbons of warm golden fire. The aromatic smoke rose in pale, swirling plumes into…
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