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Chapter 65 Where the Gate Waits

The North was not quiet.

It breathed.

The rocks hissed when touched by boot soles. The snow fell in gusts that howled like mourning wolves. The wind spoke in tongues older than bones, curling around Kael and Isla as they approached the Shattered Vale.

"I thought it would be colder," Isla muttered, eyes scanning the gnarled silhouettes of dead pi

            
            

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