The biting wind of the Craglands blew down from the jagged peaks like a relentless barrage of ice needles. For three days, the expeditionary force of twelve riders had pushed steadily north and west, climbing the narrow switchback trails carved into the face of the gray granite gorges. Below them, sheer precipices plummeted thousands of feet into mist-shrouded chasms where mountain torrents roared over jagged boulders. Above them, the sky…
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