The dawn that broke over Obsidian Keep following the death of Lord Malakor was unlike any morning the northern mountains had witnessed in three centuries. The dark, blood-red clouds of the eclipse had rolled away into the western horizon, leaving behind an expanse of pure, crystalline azure sky. The morning sun crested the frosted peaks of the Blackwood Ridge in a blaze of warm golden light, melting the icicles hanging…
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