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... wever frozen, the next, the world had been whittled down to a single, treacherous ribbon of grey stone. There was nothing quiet about the Frostfall Pass. The wind tore through it, rattling stone and kicking loose debris down the mountainside.
To the left, the rock wall rose steep and uneven, with thin lines of ice running down its surface. To the right? Nothing. A stretch of white, shifting snow, with no sign of where the ground ended.
Zarius didn’t ride at the vanguard anymore. ...
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