Highmere
Highmere huddles against the base of a soaring cliff overlooking a maze of timber houses, narrow alleyways, and smoke-choked chimneys. There’s an omnipresent clang from deep stone as miners work miraculous seams, and villagers brag of surviving the 'Highmount Night' when winds scream louder than wolves. Every home clutches a lantern, said to keep away the clouds and what moves within them.
Highmere
Where mist-choked peaks cradle an eternal bell’s toll.
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