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... had imagined them—spacious, misty, and grand.
From his hill, Adam couldn’t see the mysterious four peaks and the white light hovering among them. He knew they were somewhere nearby, but he wasn’t sure if he should go there at all.
But one thing was clear—this was the Forgotten Mills. Adam could tell by the gray clouds cut into lines, like great threads dozens of times larger than himself, streaking across the ancient sky.
The gray mill was the first one on his path, but A ...
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