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... wasnt quite what I expected. It was, as he had said, in a graveyard, but one unlike any I had ever seen.
The grounds around the dungeon proper were filled with little statues, each one atop a plinth. The plinths had glass on four sides, with brass rods on the corners holding up a block of square stone.
In most of the glass boxes was an object. A knife, a reel from a fishing rod, a small toy. Sometimes it was a key, or a mug like those at the inn, or even a tiny carved boat. The ...
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