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... ting a natural seat in the cradle of its exposed roots.
The wood was rough against his back, but it was solid and stable.
He set his spear across his lap and let out a slow breath.
The forest around them had settled back into its usual rhythm after the violence. The dark avians in the sky had returned to their calling, though their songs were a bit terrifying.
The beasts of Malady were always terrifying, so it was nothing new. Most of the creatures within Thornwoo ...
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