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... l in the shadow of what he might one day become. His frame held the promise of size rather than its full delivery: strong, certainly, but lacking the mountainous bulk for which his kin were known.
He was after all but 19.
In height he stood below most of his tribesmen, and though his posture was proud, it bore the unmistakable signs of youth—not the reckless youth of inexperience, but the unfinished kind, like a statue only half-carved from stone.
Yet what Torghan lacked ...
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