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... ne had a strange dream that day. He stood upon the edge of a cliff, and a shadow covered his heart. The wind howled, but it was not the song of the living; but as Thane watched, he saw the sigh of a dying world. He turned, and behold, what lay behind him was a land stricken by a curse.
The plains were gray and split like the cracked lips of the thirsty. The trees no longer breathed; they stood as hollow sentinels, their branches clawing at the air in silent supplication. The leaves that ...
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