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... at cradles White Stone holds its breath. No patrols pass this way. No pups sneak out for dares. Tonight the trees themselves seem to lean closer, listening.
Deep under a rib of rock, a narrow slit in the hillside opens into a cavern—dry, echoing, old. Five elders of White Stone gather there, lanterns pooled at their boots, faces a map of months without sleep. They look gaunt. Clothes hang looser than they did a season ago. Knuckles are chapped. Eyes are ringed with the kind of darkness t ...
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