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The air in Blood Stone Mountain was always strange, still, and watchful. Like the stone itself, it remembered every drop of blood ever spilled on its jagged ridges. I kept my hand close to the hilt at my hip, not because I feared an ambush, but because something in the mountain was... whispering. At first, I thought it was the wind tunnelling through the hollow crags. But then I heard it again, low and shivering, like breath against bone.
"He returns... the Ma ...
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