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... xpanse of ancient forest far to the east, where trees grew so tall their canopy pierced the clouds like cathedral spires reaching for the heavens. Silver bark gleamed in the perpetual twilight that filtered through leaves the size of shields, casting everything below in a ethereal, dreamlike glow. Crystal streams wound through the woodland like veins of liquid light, their waters singing with a melody that never ceased, and bridges of living wood arched over them, grown rather than built, their ...
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