A decaying wooden boardwalk winds its way through the murky waters of the Shadowfell Forest, its weathered planks creaking underfoot as an eerie mist clings to the surface. Twisted, skeletal trees loom overhead, their gnarled branches arching like grasping fingers, shrouded in an unnatural twilight. Dim lanterns, their flickering light barely piercing the gloom, line the path, casting long, wavering shadows across the stagnant waters below. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something more sinister—an ancient presence that lingers just beyond sight, watching, waiting.
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A decaying wooden boardwalk winds its way through the murky waters of the Shadowfell Forest, its weathered planks creaking underfoot as an eerie mist clings to the surface. Twisted, skeletal trees loom overhead, their gnarled branches arching like grasping fingers, shrouded in an unnatural twilight. Dim lanterns, their flickering light barely piercing the gloom, line the path, casting long, wavering shadows across the stagnant waters below. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something more sinister—an ancient presence that lingers just beyond sight, watching, waiting.
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