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... he loud clopping of their hooves resonated through the stillness of the frozen courtyard, cutting it like a blade.
Following the four great obsidian stallions, the tall gates of the castle welcomed a big and wide wooden carriage, painted all black, with no windows on its walls.
The men on the horses were just as mysterious and dark – dressed in all black, with their heads and faces covered, they all seemed to move in unison, and as they rode through the snow, with every sudden gu ...
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