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DEMON WRANGLING
Tanzaa looked out over the view from the first mountain pass and marveled at the village squeezed into the dale beyond. In Demion they had no peaks this high. She wondered how she could ever search them all. The Great Chain, a swath of tremendous mountains that cut across two thousand miles of the Land made an impressive barrier. These vast mountains, so tall they would not support trees, hid beneath snow even in the summer. They seemed alien and beautiful to her. She had been riding across open plains toward the mountains for two days since she left the river and had finally reached the base of the Chain.
Now her true fear began to kick in. She had to face people again and this time without Rashel beside her.
Tanzaa could sense these village people distrusted outsid
