In the quiet, golden hours of early October, the first winter snow began to dust the high jagged spires of Mount Skugg. The autumn had been mild and radiant, filled with laughter and preparation throughout the mountain kingdom. Now, as the twilight deepened into the indigo shades of early polar dusk, a tense, expectant silence settled over the stone halls of Skuggheim. The entire fortress seemed to hold its breath.…
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