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A fragment of the Garden of Remembering
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One day, you will perish. You will lie with the rest of your kind in the dirt, your dreams erased, your horrors effaced. Your bones will turn to sand, and upon that sand, a new god will walk, one that will never die. This land doesn't belong to those who walked before, rather those who have yet to come.