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I want to assign fog to Mordor. I mean, imagine waking up in the morning, knowing there should be some trees and a house in front of your window, but when you open your eyes you see nothing. Also imagine having to walk the dog in the evenings in such conditions.
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Is this the end? No more the hunt, the journey and the goal? That terrifies me most: no more the goal! -Ray Bradbury, Leviathan '99
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