April 30, 3524

Tonight, we camp at the threshold of destiny. The ruins loom before us, a silent promise of hidden truths and untold power. Today's journey has been taxing, both physically and mentally, as the weight of our quest becomes ever more real. I catch the drunk mage often staring at me, his gaze unsettling in the flickering firelight. What does he see that I do not? As I sit by the fire, the shadows and whispers of the past seem almost tangible. Tomorrow, we descend into the unknown, armed only with our hopes and the tools of our craft.

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