In the center of the vast subterranean chasm, suspended upon an altar of solid volcanic glass, hovered the Obsidian Key. It was an artifact of breathtaking, impossible craftsmanship, forged four centuries earlier during the golden age of the First Accord. Twelve inches in length, the key was sculpted from a single flawless shard of primordial black obsidian, its surface polished until it gleamed with the liquid luster of an oil-slick…
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