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... ly cling to skin or stiffen fingers — it pressed inward, as if the land itself exhaled frost directly into the marrow. Ryon felt it immediately, a dull ache beneath his ribs where the system slept and watched. Each breath came sharp and thin, fog curling from his mouth like a dying thing.
The white plains stretched endlessly, broken only by low ridges of ice-crusted stone and the skeletal remains of trees long dead. Snow lay unevenly over the ground, thin in places, thick in others, as t ...
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