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Tharin stood on the edge of town, staring. What was this? He'd never seen something so strange, so unnatural. The forms, they were so straight, so defining. An open wound in the landscape. He'd been looking for prey, instead finding this strange place that he couldn't define. The occasional plant could be seen inside, growing next to the large square objects, cracking through the hardened ground that felt so utterly unnatural under his paws. The whole place gave him chills, not a clue about what he had found. There had been nothing like this where he came from.

The large wolf stood, shifting back and forth. Occasionally he stuck a paw out onto the hard cold stone, knowing that it was like the boulders that he had moved among in the mountains. They were just so utterly flat. It looked like it had been forced into the ground, leveled out. Tharin backed up, unable to gather his courage and enter the strange looking place. He should just concentrate on what he understood. Deer, he understood. Wolves, he understood. This, this was just plain puzzling.


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