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It began with a breeze, gentle, almost playful, as it rustled through the Whitewood canopy overhead. He paid it no mind at first. But soon, that breeze grew stronger, and then stronger still, shifting from a whisper to a steady force, as though the very air was being drawn from one single, unnatural direction.
Ahead, the hill loomed, shaped like an eagle’s beak, its steep ridgeline slicing into the sky. According to Kaelor, once they crested that hill, the Wolf King’s den would ...
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