Per-link.
Per-link.
Per-link.
The gentle musical sound echoed through the shadows, constant in its rhythm and volume.
The walls of the square room provided the most perfect of acoustics, free from any other interruption.
Per-link.
Per-link.
Per.
The sudden exhale of breath stopped the rhythm instantly. For a second. Then it began again.
Per-link.
Per-link.
Per.
The scraping of a heavy stone interrupted the rhythm once more.
The sound of shuffling echoed through the darkness, followed by the padding of soft skin on the stone floor. Echoing footsteps faded into the distance and out of the crypt.
Link.
Per-link.
Per-link
The Mansionic Perspective 
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