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Żytkow's Hoard

The first stars of twilight blink above your head as you tread down a well-worn path of lush, flattened grass. You part a thick bush of reed canary before you, revealing the huge, twinkling wings of an androgynous-looking lion. He stares down at his reflection in a clear pond from the small rock overhang where he lounges, at the base of which lay many gleaming treasures organized in meticulous rows and piles. The self-absorbed primal barely gives you a dismissive flick of his stub tail before returning to narcissistically admire his own visage. Well, okay then. You guess that means you're free to peruse.