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... e trembling glow of its walls and the hum of its mana veins, the forest lay deep and endless. The moon hung pale above the treetops, spilling its silver light through the tangled canopy, but beneath those leaves, the world was swallowed by darkness.
And there, hidden among the roots and moss, stood a cabin.
It was small, crooked, and ancient — a forgotten relic, half-rotted and covered in ivy. No one ever visited. No one even spoke of it. To every passerby, it was simply empty. < ...
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