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... the ridge didn’t howl; it whispered. It carried the scent of wet fur, pine needles, and the copper tang of blood.
I stood next to Leon, looking down at the natural amphitheater of the valley floor. The Iron-Horse lay in the center, a dark, metallic scar against the pristine white of the tundra. It was motionless, silent, and covered in a layer of frost so thick it looked like it had been there for centuries.
But it wasn’t the train that made my blood run cold.
It was ...
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