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... t yet—but with the steady sound of men and women returning to themselves. The tension that had gripped the beams and hearthstones loosened, drifting upward with the smoke. Outside, the wind combed through pine and frost, indifferent to human pride and bloodletting alike.
Inside, the elders had retreated. Gunnar was gone. The matter was finished.
And now, at last, the chiefs spoke.
Sten Brokenspear stood near the fire, massive as a carved god pulled loose from a cliff face ...
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