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Pixel art of an ancient archway, its massive stones light as the moon’s breath, their edges worn by time into whispers of sand. Vines climb like forgotten melodies, wrapping around the arch in patterns that mimic memory. A path ascends, flanked by pillars - broken giants who once stood as sentinels now crumble into dust. Beyond the gateway, twisted trees rise on either side, their gnarled branches clawing at the sky like skeletal fingers reaching for secrets. The ground beneath is a cracked canvas, painted with hues of ash and stone, where no footprints linger to tell the tales of what once was. Above, the sky burns in deep yellow, a sun relentless yet absent, casting its glow over a land that time forgot.