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... mained pretty much the same. The same hand-carved walls, the same timber beams rotting under the weight of the impurities. No matter how far he went, there was no indication of magely intervention in the construction of the mine; it was all mortal construction.
The impurities were so strong that he proceeded at a crawl. The Hunger had eaten its fill and gone back to sleep, which apparently kept it from being bothered by any further impurities. It was a being made of impurities, after all ...
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