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... m in length. It was just far enough to be viewed as a passerby but close enough to allow one to do a quick scouting.
Hopping from one shadow to another Enzo slowly drew closer to the clearing, his breath tempered and steady as he observed the surroundings.
It was what he saw in the vision quite alright, but this Place was much creepier than he felt in the dream.
There was no sighs of life, not a single movement, nothing. Even birds didn’t seem to want to fly overhead.
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