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... ake settling into a three-foot blanket across the frozen ground.
Shhh...
Rhaegar, cloaked in a black robe, walked alone through the snow, his steps slow and steady.
"Where am I?" he muttered, frowning as he scanned the desolate landscape. The scene felt eerily familiar, like he was near the Fist of the First Men. Yet, something about it was different. After a few steps, he stopped, an uneasy feeling tugging at him. Glancing down at his right hand, he realized he couldn’t ...
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