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... s. They journeyed high, slope by slope, bundled up in heavy cloaks. Their only shelter from the wind was the barren trees that covered the mountaintop. As they went higher, the air became thinner, and it was harder to breathe. The winds were howling, and it was bitterly cold, so your breath came from your nostrils like steam.
William tightened the scarf around his face as he pressed up the mountain. Ahead of him, Behorn was forcing a path through the accumulated snow. The wind was howlin ...
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