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22 What Lay Within Your Heart
The brass handle turned gently in my hand, and the wooden door creaked with age as it opened. Inside the entire clock tower was dimly lit, but I could still make out the long wooden spiral staircase in the center. Taking down the lantern hanging outside the clock tower, I lit it softly, casting a faint glow on the small area of floor beneath my feet. "Creak..." I held the lamp, carefully stepping on the dust-covered wooden steps of the spiral staircase. They groaned under my weight, making me hyper-aware. I feared that if these boards broke, I'd be stranded. The spiral staircase wasn't long, and I cautiously made my way to the top. There was only a tightly closed mahogany door at the end. It had no handle, and as I pressed against it, the uneven texture felt strange. I pushed gently, an
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