cracks, crevasses, the limbs ofstunted trees, battered and twisted by the harsh weather—to continue their ascent. He took Marethyn's arm and, togetherwith the waitress, they moved deeper into the shadows at the rear of Spice Jaxx's. You understand. Evil, indeed.
Illusion? This world you live in is the illusion. It was a far easier ascent than the one he had just made. Now you do hate me, Eleana cries. She told me I must find the Maasra.
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