Karla tried not to look nervous as the great doors to the Dark Altar opened in front of her. Inside, Opal witchlights danced in sconces, forming a path for her to follow, rather than illuminating what was within. This was very different than her Birthright Ceremony, where she'd had the company of her parents and several other children, where a
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He smiled at Karla as she went, but he hadn't bothered to approach: she had made it clear it wasn't entirely welcome, and this was hardly his time.
"Well," he said, as the doors closed. "This'll be interesting."
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He looked back towards those heavy doors. "'Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them'."
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