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... vered just shy of its weathered surface. The Hollow seemed to hold its breath tonight, the silence broken only by the faint rustle of a cool breeze that carried whispers of distant voices and the muted creak of aged wood. Moonlight poured over the crumbling building, pooling in the deep cracks and scars of its decaying facade, giving the structure an almost ethereal glow. The door itself, warped and faded with time, seemed to pulse with an unspoken defiance, as if guarding secrets that refused t ...
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