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... nrise — just a slow, grudging shift from black to charcoal to the same featureless gray that passed for daylight in a land stripped of everything worth looking at.
Revan hadn’t slept. He’d spent the last two hours sitting in his corner, watching the glow in the southeast fade as the sky lightened.
By the time the gray was bright enough to see faces, the glow had disappeared entirely — swallowed by the ambient light, or hidden by whatever was producing it.
Dain was the fir ...
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