Right now, the deep, bright blue circle at the center of the dome seemed to have grown even darker than it had been in the daytime.
Every month, when the blue light rose from the Sacred Mound, it meant the palace guards could take turns resting. But this month, that holiday had come ten days early—and from the omens in the sky, it looked like it might last a good while yet.
Yet the tiny servants in the royal palace had received notice last night—on the third night since the blue light appeared—that patrol shifts would resume as usual....
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