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... o the sound of sails or steel.
No horns blew at dawn.
No rider burst through the gates bearing tidings of conquest or treachery.
No drums beat along the fjord’s edge to rouse men for war.
Only the quiet murmurs of a waking city, Ullrsfjǫrðr, capital of the North, greeted him.
His hall had grown colder in peacetime.
The great hearth still burned, but the fire no longer roared with the fury of returning heroes.
It crackled slowly now, like an ...
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