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... n plain beyond the temple was nothing but grass and the faint, untrustworthy promise of a spring thaw.
They kept moving, silent except for the dog’s ragged panting and the drag of Thorin’s bad foot through the crusted snow.
Apollo felt the gold in him settle to a slow, sullen burn, the lines of it seeping up his wrists and into the webbing of his hands.
It showed only in the corners of his vision, but he was aware of every shimmer, every pulse, as if the veins themselves ...
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