In the heart of Mossflower Woods, by an old path now overgrown with weeds, sat the ruins of a large building. Crumbling outer walls surrounded a sprawling area covered with trees, an orchard that had run rampant with no one to tend it. A small pond sat on the grounds, untouched by any creature but the fish that lived in it. The main gates and the large gatehouse beside them had long ago rotted away, as had the three smaller doors in the walls.
At the center of this ruin lay an abandoned abbey, beautifully carved from red sandstone. Sadly, the place was empty of any life but that of insects and scavenger birds, and was slowly but surely being worn away by time. Plants now grew over much of the structure, and none more prevalent than an overg…
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