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... howl of distant winds kept us company.
The terrain had changed. The trees thinned into skeletal silhouettes—branches like claws, bark riddled with frost rot. Even the snow was wrong here. It didn’t melt, didn’t compress beneath our steps. It whispered.
Every few minutes, someone would look over their shoulder. No one said what we all felt: something was walking with us. It just didn’t have a body.
Roderick called a halt by a glacial ridge. The sun hung frozen above, unab ...
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