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... shut. The little cottage by Linghu Lake grew warmer and warmer. It was so hot that one could sweat inside.
Outside, however, was an entirely different world. The biting wind and snow were like knives, falling from an endless canopy of clouds. Blade after blade, they shredded the snow-clad world to pieces.
In the wasteland, especially in River Valley Province, even a warm winter could hardly be called warm. At most, it only meant that snowfall was delayed by a month or two.
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