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The day had been cooler than usual. The wind was blowing violently and the sky was thick with clouds. The next rain would be freezing. I narrowed my eyes at the horizon and shivered, the sun starting to decline. How could anyone like living in these regions in the middle of winter? There was nothing. Not the shadow of an insect, a vigorous tree, or a flowing stream. Everything seemed frozen. The fauna seemed extinct. I pulled my hood back and let out a deep sigh forming a mist in front of my face. As we advanced with the Pack through the cold scorched coomb, the snow crunched under our feet. We were frozen, but that was the price to pay for a quiet chat. We also had to cover a good kilometre without anyone trying to hold us back. Calum dead, Galgacus had removed the obligation to which w
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