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... s, the air filled with a cold dampness, as if even breathing carried the chill seeping from one’s bones. Occasionally, a gust of wind would blow through, not bringing a trace of freshness, but instead intensifying the gloomy atmosphere.
The wind stirred the fallen leaves and dust on the ground, causing them to whirl helplessly in the air before ultimately falling heavily back down—this was Witch Morgan’s ancient castle. In the distance, thunder rumbled faintly, like a beast deep within t ...
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