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... e inn had been. The real thing was gone now, faded into the Wending Roads with the dawn so we were left beneath stark daylight, the dark dream the Keeper wove returned to its endless night.
We tended our mounts, checked our gear, and Olliard chatted with his apprentice next to their cart. My group gathered around me as the morning brightened into what would be the first properly warm day of the year.
It did not comfort me. Spring was war season.
“What’s the plan, boss?” P ...
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