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... silence. Soren stood upon a mountain peak, the alpine air so thin it felt like breathing glass.
A blizzard raged with a ferocity that defied the natural world, wind howling like a thousand dying wolves. He could barely see his own hands, but he wasn’t cold... he was the source of the cold.
As he turned, shielding his eyes from the stinging spray of white, he saw it. In the middle of the atmosphere, hanging over the precipice, was a split.
It looked like a crack in a mirro ...
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