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... aw in those merchant caravans.
This one was massive, its shadow doing it a disservice.
It easily dwarfed them all with its frame, its eye as big as he was tall.
Its feathers shimmered like metal, rich crimson with streaks of white around its beak and its horn-like plumicorns.
The owl was regal in a way he couldn’t quite describe.
As if it belonged in some divine palace, not the wilds.
Its eyes were the most unsettling part—huge, unblinking, and bri ...
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