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shadow stretching and fading into the

wind. Zander had returned from his latest border patrol. He stomped the snow off

nfastening his sword belt. "Did you really thin

eping my eyes fixed o

r said, his voice rising with arrogant pride. "Ten years ago, when th

the stone floor. "I am the only one who does

hment. It had been delivered at dawn by a black raven. The parchment glowed with a soft, golde

ncient runes, carrying the scent of crisp pine and winter storms. It was a message from Alpha

e with the grandest ceremony this contine

r for the first time-a silent promise that my life was about t