: WRONG TURN

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It was towards evening, and the weather had suddenly obtained a chill that had not been there during the morning hours. The sky was completely overcast with dull clouds, and the air around felt cold and freezing. Volck appeared from inside the white castle and stood at the doors, looking down towards the green compound below, where both his parents stood together.  Volck had changed from the light clothes he'd been wearing earlier. He now wore a grey T-shirt alongside tight black pants. He had black boots on his feet, and a long brown coat flowed from his shoulders, down his back towards his feet. As he stood amidst the open doors of the castle, he could see Andron and Iris galloping away, on their horses, headed towards the rising hill on the other end of the Valley. Andron was far ahe

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