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... e silence.
The air was thick with the smell of decaying flesh, the scent of rot and decay hanging heavily in the air like the plague.
Every small sound seemed magnified in the darkness, the soft crunch of leaves or the rustle and snap of a twig, every noise threatening.
The thick branches of the trees cast deep shadows across the ground, the moonlight illuminating the dark for a short while before it gets hidden behind the luminescent clouds above.
It was quiet, e ...
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