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The gorge of Blackwater was a jagged scar cut through the earth, bridged only by a crumbling, ancient stone span. On one side lay the burning ruins of the Outer Settlements, the sprawling mining colonies that had once fueled the kingdom's war machine. On the other stood the shimmering threshold of the Safe Zone—a boundary blessed with holy runes that burned any beast that dared cross it.Grim stood in the center of the stone span, his heavy broadsword resting on his shoulder. Rain washed the soot from his face. Behind him, the panicked shuffl...
They called the man at the bottom of the world a monster.Sorin had grown up on that truth, same as every child in Vael — the walled city, the last city, the only city. Vael sat high above ground, an iron-and-stone fortress exposed to the howling winds, protected only by the massive ice wall that encircled it. The truth of the monster was carved into the welcome speeches given to new soldiers on their oath day, repeated in songs they sang at the Frost Festival, and printed in faded ink on the first page of every school primer:Beware the Ice M...
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