The Golden Downtown

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The iron gate did not open; it dissolved, a rusted hinge screaming against the silence of a world that had forgotten the concept of sound. You stood on the precipice of the Ashen Plain, a stretch of earth so black it seemed to absorb the light of the three pale moons hanging like bruised eyes in the sky, and you felt the weight of your own history pressing down on your shoulders, not as a...

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