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... hand over a stretch of stone hed just shaped. It was smooth and slightly peaked so that water could run off its sides, and it extended for perhaps two hundred feet in an unerringly straight line.
Looks good, Harn said. He wasnt wearing his armor and his scarred face was pulled tight in an expression Felix had long learned meant approval. He hobbled forward on two high steel crutches Felix had made for him. Though not as good as I expected. No Fiendstone?
Its good enough. Felix st ...
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