Twilight descended over the Blackwood chasm like a veil of dark amethyst silk, blanketing the jagged peaks in deep violet shadows. In the allied camp above, Captain Thorne executed his diversionary tactics with veteran mastery: sixty large bonfires were lit along the edge of the dry moat, drum corps maintained a continuous, rhythmic cadence that suggested the assembly of heavy assault columns, and teams of engineers noisily hammered together timber…
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