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| ["Sneering Black Metal Doll" those are the area words. Here the land is dark, the water is still, the wind howls in the night. It's strange, almost eerie. The monsters that walk around are now stay in groups, only staying in one place. The presence of danger grips is carried by the wind but at the same time, the presence of an ally.
If one looks up they'll see all the stars in the sky piercing the night and among them, an unusual blue star darting from one end of the field to the other. Sometimes it comes down and after a while, it takes off back to the sky.]
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