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... ahead—monolithic, brooding, and somehow detached from the very fabric of the world. It was not simply cast in shadow; it created shadow. The moonlight dared not touch its icy stone, and the wind curved around it, as though the air itself feared to graze its walls.
It stood in defiance of natural order, cloaked in a darkness that smoldered, writhed like a fire of ash.
To anyone else, it might have seemed abandoned and old, exuding an unsettling chill.
But Malric was no ord ...
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