The sky is covered, the storm comes closer, the birds do not sing but they are awake.
It seems that the ruin is approaching.

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The Ancient Brewery

In the dimly lit corner of the dilapidated brewery, the old brewmaster toiled away amidst the hissing steam and clinking metal. A solitary ...

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