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... to look at, just a weathered stone post carved with the family crest, half-hidden by encroaching weeds. Yet as their party rode past it, Soren felt a shift in the air as tangible as stepping from sunlight into shadow.
He adjusted his seat in the saddle, wincing as his mount tossed its head in response. The horse, a dappled gray the stablemaster had called "manageable", had proven to be anything but during their first day’s journey.
Now, as they left the relative safety of Velrane ...
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