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... imply bled into a pale, freezing grey.
In the sprawling, mud-choked camp of the Faith Militant, the morning brought no warmth. It only revealed the extent of the night’s horrors. The crannogmen had not launched a massive assault; they had simply whispered from the reeds, dragged sentries into the black water, and extinguished fires with wet mud. Five hundred men had vanished in the dark, leaving behind only dropped scythes and the lingering smell of bog-rot.
Pate sat on an overtu ...
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