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... ise and violence — the shrieking of three serpentine heads, the guttural bellowing of the Toad Lord, the crack and crash of ironwood trees snapping like dry twigs — and then the black water rose and closed over the writhing mass of scales and flesh like a grave filling in.
Silence.
Not the comfortable silence of the swamp at dawn. This was the silence of a held breath. The silence before the second impact.
Krug stood at the edge of the boundary stones, knee-deep in the fl ...
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