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I have reached a land where the sand is black, and the waves tell
their tale darkly amongst the craggy cliffsides. A land being
literally torn apart by its own volcanic activity but which still
holds stretches of endless green. This is an enchanted island. Near
the town i am staying in there are 5 rocky spikes reaching up out
of the water. Legend has it that two gnomes were dragging a
three-masted ship in to land but were caught off guard by the
sunset and froze into solid rock. Today I head further east to the
glacier fields. I seek to discover the secret of frozen landscapes, perhaps it will help me better navigate my own...