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Chapter 117
The Borderlands
The dawn came without color. The ground had a thin mist on it, and the trees could not be seen, but looked like ghosts. The atmosphere was so still then as before a long journey. On waking up, Annabelle saw only ashes of the fire, and the rest were already making ship.
Ezra stood on the edge of the stream, and followed the flow under insurmountable sheets of ice. His hair was damp with frost. As she came by his side he said, The prints the day before yesterday are gone. The ...
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