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... ging to the edge like regret. Wind slammed sideways, colder than it had any right to be. Not even dramatic, just mean.
Lindarion pulled his scarf higher over his mouth.
'Lovely. Freezing, blind, and upright only by stubbornness. A perfect hike.'
Lira walked ahead, silent as always. Her steps didn't slip. Didn't scrape. Just existed. Like the wind hadn't gotten around to noticing her yet.
Ren muttered something behind him about frostbite and poor life choices.
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