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... ine stood tall among the mountains.
The intricately carved bluestone steps, as delicate as a painted scroll, extended down to the foot of the mountain. White mist, like an enormous canvas, shrouded the entire shrine.
Holding onto the red railings on both sides of the bluestone steps, they climbed up. It was as if they had suddenly entered a completely new and unknown realm of time and space. Perhaps due to the recent continuous rainy weather, The bluestone steps were more slipper ...
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