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... was cracked and scorched, stretching endlessly in all directions like the withered skin of a dying beast. Winds howled across the dunes, kicking up black sand that danced in the air like ghosts of a forgotten past. Not a single trace of life could be seen. No birds, no beasts, not even a stubborn weed clung to the dry soil. Just silence and death.
The place was called Dead Lands, and the name couldn't have been more fitting.
Long ago, a thriving civilization had called this worl ...
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