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... he dusty winds were red-hot with nature's wrath. Its everchanging shape was a stark contrast to the utter stillness of the ground. The storm had buffed the ground into a perfectly flat obsidian mirror. Its enduring silence was reminiscent of the Abyssal Pond. And like the bottomless waters, the land held incredible dangers.
It was impossible to tell whether it was something underground that fueled the storm or if the smooth surface had absorbed its strength for eons. No matter the truth, ...
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