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... rozen trail where a southern caravan had stalled for rest.
Lanterns flickered in the dark, halos of gold trembling against the white. Horses neighed nervously, their breath misting like ghosts. The night was too still. Too deliberate.
Then came the screams.
Steel tore through the silence as shadows dropped from the ridgelines, their boots crunching into the snow. Dressed in the navy-black coats of Northern soldiers, they moved like one organism, precise and cruel. No bann ...
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