Chapter 112: The Sorrow of the Pits

The archway into the old plague-pits gaped before us like a maw, exhaling a palpable wave of despair and a chilling, spirit-leeching cold. The greyish mist within swirled, obscuring visibility, and the mournful sigh we had heard earlier seemed to echo from its depths, a sound that resonated with anc...

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