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... iting sharp as wolf teeth, but the harbor below pulsed with life.
The great fjord had become more than just a cradle of northern might; it was now the beating heart of an empire cast upon waves.
Dark-hulled knarrs, wide and deep-bellied for cargo, bobbed against the docks, their dragon-prowed cousins, lean, swift drakkar, weaving around them like predators among whales.
Smoke curled up from forge-halls and smokehouses, where long strips of dried fish, jerky, and cured fat ...
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