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... warm hues—golden light bleeding into soft pinks and fiery oranges, stretching endlessly over the jagged horizon of Montis Askrath.
Wisps of clouds drifted lazily, painted in streaks of crimson as the last remnants of daylight clung stubbornly to the world.
Below them, the mountain slopes fell away into rolling valleys, darkening in the twilight, their silhouettes sharp against the backdrop of the deepening sky.
Elysia sat on a sturdy rock, rolling her shoulders back and e ...
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