This gate, framed by windblown ovoos (shamanistic offerings to the gods) and cawing ravens, faces onto a raw sweep of alpine meadows, rushing streams and wind-tossed taiga. The whole place feels like it fell out of someone's Dungeons & Dragons map, an admittedly nerdy reference that we nevertheless stand by.
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