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#11 |
Shade of Carn Dűm
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The horse trots closer to the fire, nosing around and tugging on roots. Lifting its head, it peers at the others, its tail swinging slowly. Its fire-reflected eyes turn towards the pile of black robes, and the horse whinnies softly, then turns.
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