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... ing aurora that persisted as the dawn came, but dulled. Warmer hues took over the wastes.
A graveyard of wrecked airships surrounded an outpost near Skycloud's border. Plumes of black smoke rose from the town itself. Silence prevailed. No signs of life. No sound. Only stillness and the smell of death.
The air rippled, but like the waters of a still lake they were quickly suppressed.
Cloudhawk stepped out first. Using his ...
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