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... ng wheat fields, noticing a traveler riding a horse and playing a flute in the distance.
"You know, this place really has a bit of an otherworldly vibe to it."
Walking along the dirt path, with the withered yellow grass struggling to grow, and slender leaves trembling in the wind, the group gazed at the orange sun and rolling hills in the distance, sharing their respective thoughts.
"The white stone ruins on that hill over there—those must be the old watchtower, right?" A ...
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