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I pull back and the roar of the oceans subsides. As the light of the ruin fades, I find an ancient key, perfect despite its age.
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The voice speaks, but the words no longer make sense. Whatever song the sea now sings, it does so in a tongue beyond my comprehension.
I pull back and the roar of the oceans subsides. As the light of the ruin fades, I find an ancient key, perfect despite its age.
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
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