Kingsport, the Vanishing Town

Kingsport, the Vanishing Town enters the battlefield tapped.
{2}: Kingsport becomes a copy of target land you
don't control.
Antiquity hung on grey wings over winter-whitened
gables and gambrel roofs; fanlights and small-painted
windows one by one gleaming out in the cold dusk.
-H.P. Lovecraft, The Festival