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... imself standing in a lush green valley, its serene beauty sharply contrasted by the thick white fog that swirled like ghostly tendrils in every direction.
The fog was so dense that even sunlight struggled to penetrate through, casting the entire landscape in a dull, eerie light. The air was cold and carried an unsettling sense of isolation.
The fog would act lifeless for a period of time. It would then move in waves, like an endless tide of beasts, drifting aimlessly across the r ...
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