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... om his [Subservient Infernal System]—S.I.N.
The evening was fading, twilight ending the day. The hot mists of the desert had began to leave the sands. The sun was gone down behind the mountains now and the wilderness was in that brief moment of pale dusk.
In front of the bronze gates of Caer Mullhen, the small village stronghold of Lord Zaftig's camp, only Israfel and the Sandwhale were visible in the scape; spots of shadow in the vast plains. Two little dots.
Rafel's har ...
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