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... g the massive caps with a muted glow that did nothing to lift the weight in Apollo’s chest.
The night’s whispering chorus still echoed in his ears, phantom sounds that lingered even as the others stirred from their uneasy sleep.
"Cursed thing," Thorin muttered, scrubbing at his axe blade with a handful of moss. The blue luminescence remained stubbornly embedded in the metal, seeming to pulse in rhythm with the ambient aether of the forest. "No respectable dwarf carries a weapon t ...
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