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... ly, and had to lean against the railing for a minute to catch my breath and steady my reeling vision. I couldn’t get my heart under control.
I thought perhaps I’d taken a head wound during my repeated skirmishes over the last hour, or lost too much blood, but I quickly realized what this sensation was. Bitter frustration, impotent rage. Tol spread out before me like a sea of fire and shadow, framed in drifts of tumbling snow and ash. Darting silver and gold lights, warrior spirits from t ...
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