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... winds howled through the many branches. Drops of rain reached the leaves, bursting open upon impact, creating a watery mist that impaired the vision.
Weather, like the change of day and night, wasn’t reliable. It could change on a whim. Whose whim wasn’t clear but the Wrixians did shut themselves inside, praying to the Old One. Even the noise of nature couldn’t drown the hymns resonating through the city. freeweɓnovel-cøm
Hex moved through the empty alleys, hooded under his robe ...
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