|Card Number:||8 of 8|
|Description:||"It's a village lost at the frontier of the invisible, swallowed by a horizon of snow, of fog and of mountains. A last point of rally before the void, and then, nothing else; ice, wind. Miles of solitude distance this village from the last sketch of a road. If it used to have a name, everyone has forgotten it; it is only by hazard if one reaches it. Erased from all the maps by the passage of time and snow, it stretches, long garden of grey stones, at the entrance of a small valley of naked trees and frozen cascades."|
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