Challenge Accepted
Once Krevus was out of sight, however, she looked at the fortress with different eyes. Eyes curious. And since then, under the watchful eye of the guards, she had done so every day, which were otherwise like each other. Even now, as she gazed from the walls toward the main gate, today just as yesterday, fascinated by the orderly anthill that Andrak was, she still didn't have enough of that view. She couldn't decide if it was a fortress in a city or a city in a fortress. Andrak was old, according to legend, built with magic that could penetrate and remain preserved in inanimate things, despite the laws of nature recognized in the world of today. The magic of the fabled times, which was now viewed more as a misunderstood intellectual achievement of a civilization that rightly disappeared.
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