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... g storms—just a quiet, steady drift that caught the dying light and turned it silver. It clung to rooftops, to scorched grass, to the broken weapons left leaning against the blackstone walls. The air held no wind, no birdsong—only the soft scrape of shovels and the rustle of cloth as villagers gathered what was left of the shattered mistspawn.
Angela moved among them, silent and small. Her hands were clean, untouched by ash, but her eyes saw too much. She paused by a twisted heap of blac ...
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