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... unishing the firmament with jagged streaks of crimson lightning.
The storm had grown monstrous; darkness swelled like a living tide, and every flash stained the atmosphere a furious red, its thunder rolling like an ancient drumbeat that seemed to rattle the planet’s marrow.
Inside a wooden house that groaned under the tempest, Dax lay sprawled on a narrow bed. The timbers moaned and stretched, each plank creaking as though exhausted from decades of holding itself upright. Candlel ...
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