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... past us, cold and clean, carrying the scent of evening.
Arianne's hair whipped wildly against my chest as Viserion's wings beat steadily through the night sky. Her red silk robe fluttered dangerously, threatening to tear away completely against Viserion's scales. That thought brought a smile to my face.
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Below us, the darkening landscape of Westeros spread out like a living map—the red mountains of Dorne gradually giving way t ...
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