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... later, Wales, west coast.
The dwarf forged armor, black as clouds, reflects the first light of day, tens of thousands of round shields form a majestic iron curtain along the coastline. Beneath cloaks woven with crow feathers, the battle axes engraved with runes steam with cold mist, and the rows of bronze-edged spears arise like ice cones from the earth. In the pupils of each frost wolf, shadows of sea mist drift, fangs dripping with melted starlight. As battle songs carrying ice shards ...
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