User:A Helpful Little Gnome/udm/po20-e-7FBkey-6Mset1-5Dkey

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INSPECT A column of stone, stacked round slabs once perfect and clean now made soft, brittle, overtaken by moisture and gripped by roots. It is as if the column is turning into soil. In the yellow-red glow of the light, shrivelled yet green leaves grow. There seems nothing to do here. Where do you go? THIS WAY THAT WAY ANOTHER WAY THE LONG WAY