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... open snowy field. The twisting grotesque eyes and mouths above whispered and grinned, yet Lyra and Aelfric did not look up. The skies were a nightmare, but their focus lay solely upon each other.
Lyra’s form was still, the long strands of her black hair whipping in the violent winds. Her red eyes burned like smoldering coals of fury, locked upon Aelfric with absolute, pure hatred. Her black dress billowed.
Aelfric, standing opposite, only smiled. The whis ...
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