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... t odds with the tension thick enough to choke the air. From the branches of a hidden rookery, a network of timber and rope woven into the ancient boughs over three patient years, a man emerged. He moved with the quiet grace of a forest cat, cupping a grey-winged messenger in his calloused hands.
Slowly but firmly.
The birds were trained to get used to human’s touch so they did not even move when the hands were on them.
There were dozens of these across the princedom.
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