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... a constant, heavy presence that coated the ancient, black-barked pines and turned the world into a silent, freezing maze. In years past, a ranging deep into these woods was considered a desperate, miserable affair, undertaken by half-starved men wearing threadbare cloaks, jumping at every shadow.
Today, the patrol moving through the dense timber was a different beast entirely.
Ser Kaelen rode near the head of the column, his breath misting rhythmically in the freezing air. He le ...
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