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... steps as they followed the fading echoes of that haunting melody. The air grew colder as they neared a desolate clearing, where twisted trees stood like skeletal sentries, casting long shadows across a landscape of decay. Damien’s grip tightened around his blade as he scanned the area, sensing they were close to something dark and powerful.
Mira broke the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. "I’ve heard stories… about this place. They say it’s cursed, that those who come here eithe ...
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