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The frigid north was relentless and unforgiving. Its dark nights were filled with chilling horrors. Those that stood against the monstrous tides were honored for their bravery. In their hands were lanterns, whose glimmering flames shimmered through the night like dancing gemstones. Never once did such a watcher dishonor themselves with retreat, but instead pressed farther into the darkness with lantern in hand.

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