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... ere raised, her tail and the hairs on it stiff as the storm rolled in, its walls roiling with stone and darkness. She worried for the young woman, but she had to focus on the task at hand.
The storm encompassed much of her view, spreading out for what felt like miles. Compared to the small island they stood on, she felt like they were a candle in the wind.
The island was drawn in toward the wall of wind, like a ship pulled toward a deadly whirlpool. The vortex clashed with the sp ...
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