On the outskirts of town, past the cliffs where the Arch sits, lies a lost canyon. Wind down the dusty trail and washboard road to a secluded spot nestled among the trees, mid-mountain. This is where the Helm Elders make their noise.
After 5+ years of delicate crafting, tedious listening, and hiding their material from the masses, the Helm Elders have decided to make it visible to you. But focus deep, this is Unvisible.
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