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... vered slope of the mountain, rapidly descending between the middling-sized trees that sprouted there in the rare patches of sunlight not blocked by their far larger brethren. Her large, wide feet were particularly suited to such activity, and the jarring stop at the end barely fazed her.
Down there, through a short gorge, she found a grotto of fallen giants. Not giants as they had seen in the north, but treesthose immense trees that Felix had muttered something about being Redwoods. Hall ...
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