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... s cold. Not the kind of cold that numbed the skin—no, it was deeper than that. It bit into the bones. It whispered of endings.
I stood on the cliffs of Greyhold, staring down at the sea far below, where the storm churned with something ancient and furious. The world had changed, shifted violently ever since Samuel crossed the boundaries of the Forgotten Pantheon. I could feel it. We all could. The ley-lines sang a different tune now. The sky cracked in odd rhythms. And somewhere in the d ...
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