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The scorching sun hangs high, shining solely on this place. When travelers arrive here, the summer heat steams…

The scorching sun hangs high, shining solely on this place. When travelers arrive here, the summer heat steams, making every step difficult. Those who linger risk fevered pulses, clouded minds, and weary bodies, vulnerable to heatstroke.

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The scorching sun hangs high, shining solely on this place. When travelers arrive here, th… | Where Winds Meet Database