The apex of Mount Solitude was an open amphitheater of black volcanic glass perched nine thousand feet above the world, exposed to the raw, untamed fury of the heavens. The midnight sky was an abyss of violet velvet, across which the massive winter moon hung suspended like a sphere of beaten silver. Slowly, relentlessly, the shadow of the earth was creeping across its lower rim, staining the pale light with…
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