You travel over the sprawling plains, through a sea of grass so tall it brushes your horse’s belly. The first few days pass uneventfully, and you rope the horse to a tree each night to rest. On the fourth day, your horse slips a shoe, and you’re forced to make quick repairs in the shelter of an old ruin. The next day, strange music reaches your ears, and though you try to follow it, you never get any closer. You press on, despite your weariness. Finally, on the tenth day, as the sun dips behind the distant hills, you find your objective before you.

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