I like to hide torches behind shrubbery.

Lew Zealand

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I added more to the town and mountains. Getting around at night is a little easier. Still need to send some light pollution the Wizard's way.
Careful! That cheap street magician's overpiled hollowed-out stone cairn which defies the laws of gravity and common sense through ignorance alone could topple over from the impacts of the slightest excess of photons from your nearby torches. Rumor has it his cauldron is the load-bearing member which has been pushed way past it's rating as a cooktop and counterbalance. The inevitable collapse will crash Marnie's and Leah's property values to well below current market values thanks to the fresh rubble pile where once lived a suspicious neighbor. The fresh debris still smoking from the boiled leech pharynx and muskrat elbows accompanying the stench still emanating from these simmering leftovers in the once great cauldron, now flattened to the merest of lopsided butter dishes.
 
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