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A black obsidian wizard spire on a lightning-scarred moor, arcs of electricity crawling up its flanks into a rotating storm sky, herds of wild horses fleeing below; crisp, clean and refreshing atmosphere.
A black obsidian wizard spire on a lightning-scarred moor, arcs of electricity crawling up its flanks into a rotating storm sky, herds of wild horses fleeing below; crisp, clean and refreshing atmosphere.