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... sion.
The land feels ancient, as if the very soil remembers battles fought and betrayals whispered in the dark.
Jagged cliffs enclose the valley like silent watchers, their dark silhouettes barely visible against the moonlit sky.
A river snakes through the clearing, its sluggish flow reflecting the pale glow of the moon, giving the illusion of a silver blade cutting through the earth.
The air here carries an eerie stillness, untouched by the usual sounds of the ni ...
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