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...je traversais de mon vol de trompe-la-mort, en route vers le centre religieux, le Temple de la Mort, où des prêtres et des stratèges décidaient de la forme de la nouvelle culture.
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Dissolve back a few frames, so that we approach this skull-it again for the second time on the same path. Perhaps we this is the same skull, associated with Zoltan Abbassid , which smiled so vigorously at its own nearby disconnected hipbone. Now, the caméra pulls in until the doorframe vanishes and we are alone with the skull against darkness.
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