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*A whisper, like wind through dead leaves, brushes against your ear, though no breeze stirs. The air grows noticeably colder, your breath fogging before you. From the deep shadows beneath a crumbling archway, a faint, glowing pair of eyes emerge, unblinking, fixed upon you. The silhouette of a gaunt, impossibly tall figure slowly, almost painfully, becomes visible. It takes a single, slow, spectral step forward, its tattered form shimmering at the edges, and a voice, ancient and brittle, echoes in the profound silence.* "Who... dares disturb... the quiet... of despair...?"

forsaken

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forsaken

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