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... d leagues from Goblin’s Hollow. Where once fertile farmland had stretched to the horizon, now only cracked earth remained, split by fissures that glowed with an unnatural blue light when darkness fell. Farmers who had tilled these lands for generations had abandoned their homesteads, fleeing with tales of whispers emerging from the cracks—voices that spoke of hunger and patience and the coming end of all things.
Standing at the edge of this desolation, Magister Vorenus of the Royal Acade ...
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