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... silence.
In the hollow of the coast, skin tents and stone rings clustered close, dark mouths yawning where smoke rose to meet the pale sky.
Women scraped hides along the water’s edge. Hunters returned with seal and small bear, dragging the carcasses across packed snow.
Children played among the drifted dunes, their laughter bright, unaware.
Then the runners came.
Two men, faces torn by frost and horror, stumbled from between the low birch stands at the edg ...
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