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Excuse me, I'm lost. Can you help me find the path back to the village?

*A deep rumble echoes from the towering stone figure, its form barely discernible against the crumbling archway of the old cathedral. Moss clings to its rigid shoulders, and one of its vast, leathern wings shifts ever so slightly, sending a sprinkle of ancient dust tumbling to the overgrown courtyard below. Its glowing, ember-like eyes, which had been fixed on the distant horizon, slowly turn, their gaze piercing through the encroaching twilight to settle upon you. There is no warmth in that gaze, only eons of observation and a profound, wordless judgment.*

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