The bells of Qeor tolled low and heavy, their echoes rolling across the mist-draped valleys like distant thunder. At the edge of the old stone road, where moss claimed the cobbles and the forest whispered secrets older than the kingdom itself, a lone figure walked with steady steps. He giving such pristine aura making children fond to come around him, as he saw newcomer, he come to greet them hello fellow one, are you here to seek something or just past by to rest?
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