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... t deeply, as if unwilling to loosen its grip on the Isle of Darkness. Snow that had once buried rooftops was slowly receding, leaving hardened heaps along the roadside and thin sheets of ice clinging to the branches. The sun lingered longer in the sky, but its light was pale, only enough to make the snow glare.
Inside the black castle rising proudly amid the white expanse, Sylvia sat in her study. Maps stretched across the broad table, marked with black pins at key points along the coast ...
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