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... we were all gathered atop Ezkalor, flying over a Mountain Range that was extremely familiar to me.
But the flight was calmer than it should have been due to my interference with Magic.
While the others chatted among themselves or tended to the children, I remained silent, watching the horizon and breathing deeply the pure air that filled my lungs.
It was cold, biting, and at the same time invigorating — the kind of air found only at great heights.
Many years ago, ...
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