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... he sky, not yet heavy with snow yet thick enough to protect our progress from the view of mortals. The forest here is dense and wild. The trees count their age in centuries. We are but trespassers.
Truly, we are trespassers not just in the forest but in the entire valley. A village far to our right is populated with loyalists willing to die for the local Dvor. Even birds could be spies. As such, we move in silence which spares me Sinead’s constant grumblings. The poor lad does not enjoy th ...
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