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... wasn’t just a gentle breeze. It was a roar of air rising vertically, carrying cold water droplets from the rushing river down below. Dayat stood at the edge of the cliff, the tips of his shoes hanging slightly over the void. His legs trembled, not from the cold, but from the primal human instinct screaming: DON’T JUMP, YOU IDIOT!
The distance to the other side was about twenty meters. For a bird, it was just a fleeting flap of wings. For Dola, it was probably a simple parabolic calculati ...
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