Finished Folds (21—24)
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5On a dark, stormy night, Phil Cassidy walked down the endless spiraling stairway that would lead him to the depths of Bolcan, the place he feared most. But it also held the one
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0as the gold artifacts felt warm in the dank, icy passage that froze every inch of our bodies except for the hands that held the gold.
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1the middle of Mystic Woods, the forest that fed on the memories of hikers passing through it. He followed the trail while fiddling with
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1But lucky for him, he had the courage to endure the burn but not the heart to feel the pain. As the heat charred his tin,