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White Storm

“A white storm approaches the valley’s head. It’s moving quickly, burying everything in its path. You will not escape before winter comes.”


Roots choked the path, as though the forest was healing the scars of unwanted travelers.


“Behold! The first hill of the Verinor Mountains. ‘Broken Jaw’ it’s named by the locals, though it sounds more impressive in Elvish.”


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