Inside the Ancient Ruins.
Another three months passed, and a faint breath of life began to emerge across half of the ruins as touches of green broke through the surface. As one waxed and the other waned, the aura of death faded, replaced by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Previously, not a single drop of water was to be found here; now, rain fell daily, soaking the earth and waking the sleeping seeds.
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