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... atform made from ancient stone slowly came into view. Four weathered pillars rose about it, one set at each of the cardinal points. Their dark surfaces were carved with runes long worn by age, sigils that gave no light, yet seemed to breathe with a quiet and forgotten power. Upon each pillar bore the sigil of a different element.
A pale mist crept low upon the earth, winding about the stones in slow, ghostlike coils. It made the place feel less like a forest and more like a forgotten shr ...
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