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... rce that dragged sand and soot in maddening circles. Jude kept low against the ridge, watching the distant torches lining the fortress. From this distance, the stronghold looked like a jagged crown of obsidian hammered into the spine of the land. The Heartstone was beneath it, buried, guarded, and veiled in lies. Nyra knelt beside him, her hand resting on the hilt of her humming blade. Neither of them spoke for several minutes. They had watched four patrols pass, noted the rotations, the gaps. T ...
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