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... sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting pale white spots on the ink-black ground.
The desolate roadside forest, each tree stood tall, with dewy marks on the bark. The wind whistling by their ears was like resentful spirits gnawing at decaying skin.
The mournful cawing of the black crow on the dead tree seemed to recount all the events that once transpired here.
"Young Master Ye, did we go the wrong way? It was still clear skies outside, but here it’s so gloom ...
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