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... ut Enkrid wasn’t about to comment on it—there was no point in pointing things out to someone who never answered.
So, he kept his mouth shut. The silence blanketed the river like fog.
Neither spoke. They simply looked at each other through the haze.
Enkrid gazed blankly through the thin black mist at the robed figure. The ferryman also remained silent.
There was no vibration in the air, no preparatory movement.
And though Enkrid hadn’t blinked once, he real ...
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