Some say there are seven, but that’s actually a lie. Uncovering their secrets is too daunting to try, in the endless night without a sky. If you touch the ground, you’ll surely die.

Riddle: Some say there are seven, but that's actually a lie. Uncovering their secrets is too daunting to try, in the endless night without a sky. If you touch the ground, you'll surely die.

Riddle: Some say there are seven, but that’s actually a lie. Uncovering their secrets is too daunting to try, in the endless night without a sky. If you touch the ground, you’ll surely die.

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