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You follow the main road that spirals around the glass city all the way to the highest tower. Two guards, armed with crystal spears, let you in. Inside, the floor is decorated with mosaic patterns. The walls are polished smooth like glass. A huge, jaggedly ornamented chandelier hangs from the ceiling. And wide stairs lead to a throne on which an old man sits with a glass crown. Clearly, whoever is sitting here should not be spoken to with the wrong words.

Do you still talk to him?

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Or would you rather go back for now? →