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The cave is icy cold, and filled with ice crystals so reflective it feels like a house of mirrors. Every beam of light seeping in from above reflecting a thousand times until the very air shimmers. Snow drifts down cracks in the cave roof somewhere high above. A river runs through, freezing at the edges. Magic is thick in the air.

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