PREVIEW
... there was a little snow on the edge of the hood that had fallen from the pine trees.
It must be a lonely thing to walk through the deserted ice and snow. There are no companions to chat with, and no passing business travelers to loot.
But Silas wasn't lonely.
Whoa - whoa -
As he moved forward, the two Forbidden Stone chains on his wrists rhythmically made a crisp sound.
Wherever the chains passed, vegetation, rocks, moss... all turned into frost.
On the ...
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