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C512

It was still early in the morning when large lumps of snowflakes, mixed with a biting cold wind, continuously swept past the mountain peaks of Tulash Mountains. The cold wind blew fiercely, emitting a sharp whistling sound that constantly eroded the entire mountain range. Perhaps in another hundred years, the Tulash Mountains's altitude would drop greatly

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