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... en tundra was almost as loud as the wind that whipped down from the distant mountains, interrupted only by the heavy pants of the scarred Hoarhounds yoked to each of their sleds. Night had well and truly fallen, but the dark was a fleeting thing due to the waxing moons above; the snow-reflected light was enough to cut the shadows into a false twilight. Felix sat at the front of their company, first among a fleet of thirty such transports, and only a small portion bearing his own people. Despite ...
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