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... pine Hills was thick with the scent of bloodroot and cold ash, its bite sharp enough to sting uncovered skin. Herd-beasts moved along the ridgelines in slow procession, their shaggy hides matted with dust, their hooves kicking up clouds that swirled into the wind as they followed ancient migratory paths worn deep into the earth. Their low bellows echoed faintly, swallowed by the vastness of the cracked plateau, where jagged spires of basalt loomed like the bones of forgotten giants.And deep with ...
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