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... one, and the fierce love that binds blood to fate."
The air was sharp with pine and stone as I stepped onto the path leading into the heart of Ragar Mountain. Night had fallen fully now, and the stars above the peaks shimmered like scattered silver, cold and brilliant. But the moment my boots touched the carved stone trail, I felt him like a thread tugging at the centre of me, guiding me forward.
Rolan stood at the mountain’s entrance, shadowed in the moon’s pale light, ...
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