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Great Darkness. Obscuruum here were treated with far more
respect than other cities, and nowhere else was the history
of the Great Darkness exploited with more enthusiasm, save
perhaps Autumn City.
The glassed-in monuments to madness were legion and
breathtaking. Some of the buildings located within the city’s
downtown area even incorporated various Obscuruum into
their construction, allowing nightmares outlined in glass and
concrete to stand beneath the sun and beyond the sleep of
reason. To be honest, there were several other cities I could
have traveled to for the information I sought, but it was the
lure of grimmest history that brought me here.
I made my way through the cobblestoned streets, around
nightmares frozen in municipal stone, and into the finest
shelters for shadows available within city limits. At last,
after I stepped out from an alleyway sideshow of black-
clad clowns reenacting a scene from the Darkness, I found a
newspaper left to the wind. The headline read: ANTLERED
CORPSE FOUND MUTILATED UPON STONE ALTAR.

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