The halls of the temple were a maze of dim and twisting passageways, very alike and none of them familiar to Lulu. It was only with some difficulty that she managed to follow the directions she had been given to find the girls’ dormitory. The walls were stone, and seemed very old, older even than the walls of the forgotten temple in the village that had been her home. She supposed they had stood for a thousand years or more, maybe even since before the Machina War long ago.
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