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... te of his own cold. He could feel his tears freezing against his cheeks. He felt undeniably weak. But, by his master’s words, he wondered if that weakness was not a good thing – if it was not his punishment for daring to grab power as he had.
"I don’t think there will ever come a time when I am equal to that power, Master," Oliver said to himself, looking at the pale blue of his near-frozen hands. "Never. Even the power of a Captain left me uneasy. To so suddenly be where I am, how could ...
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