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... y, its waters darkening from teal to navy as we flew farther from the smoking ruins of Braavos.
The salt wind tasted of victory and ash, a heady combination that made my blood sing. Viserion rode the currents with renewed vigor, her wounded wing almost completely healed. The occasional golden droplet of blood still fell from her, catching sunlight like molten metal before disappearing into the waves below.
"You're quiet," Dany called over the wind, guiding Drogon closer to my sid ...
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