Beyond the threshold, stagnant black water, drooping moss curtains, will-o-wisps, half-submerged ruins. Locals call this place the Mire-veiled Sanctum, and veterans speak of it in low voices. Something restless walks the floors today; supplies here feel sparse and cold.
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