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... brushed his skin like a hand.
The air ahead glittered faintly with suspended frost particles, as if the mist itself had been sharpened.
They walked.
Stone beneath their boots turned slick with thin ice.
The bridge stretched longer than it looked, fading into a white haze that swallowed sound.
After several minutes, the mist thinned.
And the snowfield opened.
It wasn’t a simple field.
It was a sloped basin carved between ridges, fill ...
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