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... e Reach had already dimmed to a pale, copper hue, bleeding slowly into violet, then promising black.
Shadows thickened across the cracked plains, slithering like hungry things eager for the dark to arrive. Ian stood still, his eyes scanning the distant ridges where figures moved—some mortal, others less probably so.
He spoke without turning.
"What do we do for shelter? When the dark comes."
Caelen was beside him, arms folded across his wide chest, steel-gray eyes ...
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