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... o find a Cindershrine and move further away—further away from whatever that tree had become.
The air didn't clear up. It still stunk of old dirt and animal dung. It clung to his hair, to his skin, even inside of his throat, making it harder for him to breathe by the minute. But he kept walking anyways.
The ground sloped, cracking in long, jagged seams. The trees thinned out into scanty silhouettes, and the sky above never seemed to change color either.
Sometimes he saw th ...
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