The Devil That Marked Itself a Star

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A mountain far out.

A cavern within.

A temple inside.

Not soon, have you arrived. Now stillness of yellowed marble greets you with echoes of your footfalls. The windowless rotunda is vast enough to produce them. At the very center the floor abruptly gives way to a yawning dark hole. Directly above, the thing hangs.

A low thrum reverberates in your bones but no sound reaches your ears.