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... through the mountain peaks, whipping across jagged cliffs and carrying flurries of snow that stung the skin like a thousand icy needles. The white wasteland stretched endlessly, broken only by shards of blue crystal jutting from the earth like jagged teeth, their surfaces shimmering faintly beneath the pale light of the winter sun.
The world was bitter and merciless here. Every breath Lyra Braveheart took emerged as thick mist, curling before her lips before being devoured by the wind. H ...
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