The dam (in reality one of many) was the edge of the world for inhabitants of The Vathys Valley. Once open to a lush marshland, the dam rose in the west pass seemingly overnight. Not one Valley Dweller could recall a single hammer being swung or shovelful heaved, but the dam stood nonetheless, allowing just enough water to trickle through. Apart of being an impenetrable barrier, it didn't impede on everyday life, yet its sudden appearance and accompanying mystery cast a wary pall over the community...
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Music by Dan Flem Draws featuring samples from Tubular Bells by Michael Oldfield.