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... been transformed into a chilling, unpleasant domain. Winding trails weaved between jutting boulders, overlooked shallow, stone-filled creeks, and were criss-crossed with moss-covered fallen logs. They were untouched, lying dormant, ever since the assimilation began. The air was heavy, contaminated with alien mana that shrouded the region in a murky gray, and what should have been clear, sparkling water was black and syrupy.
This was a place that had been lost to the native inhabitants of ...
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