German

In the evening light, the vaguely recognizable building curved into the distance. The foggy estate itself was lost in the nothingness of the Carpathian Mountains. The horizon was dominated by a looming, ponderous mass of indeterminate shapes, barely penetrated by a futile sun. Millions of years old, the mountains bit into the soft, pale flesh of the sky, forming a lump of concentrated malevolence.

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