The Wistful Campus

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The air in the Hollows tastes of wet ash and crushed pine needles, a cloying, ancient scent that settles into the pores of your skin and refuses to wash away, binding you to the landscape with a sticky, invisible web that feels less like atmosphere and more like a second, suffocating skin. You stand at the edge of the precipice, where the stone gives way to a chasm so deep that the light from...

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