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The flames of Autumn, dance wildy, as the citadel reaches into the dark and endless sky.
The chain of the dorment of the land, who march into the realms of the mists, is eternal.
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The flames of Autumn, dance wildy, as the citadel reaches into the dark and endless sky.
The chain of the dorment of the land, who march into the realms of the mists, is eternal.
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