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... at seemed scraped from steel.
The harbor groaned with the sound of ropes and timbers; frost clung to the rails like hoarfang teeth.
Out on the water, two drakkar waited side by side, their hulls lacquered and cured.
Their prows carved into the snarling heads of beasts.
The foremost was Fafnirsfangr, the Dragon of the Depths, its keel streaked with salt and blood from a hundred journeys.
Runes burned faintly along its sides where pitch sealed the carvings, ...
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