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... ad yet to be lifted. A shallow stream of fog lingered in their path, bringing along the whiff of death and battle. Erin and her companions were travelling on foot and for once, she was thankful. If they were on horses, their mounts would go mad from the atmosphere and the smell. As they headed down east, the remnants and traces of battles became ever the more apparent. Corpses riddled in their path and they would either cross over them or moved them off the path. Even nature wasn’t spare in the ...
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