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2026-07-21 12:27:00Eira
The cold wasn’t merely in the air.It had burrowed into my bones, as if death itself were breathing over me from the darkness.When my consciousness slowly clawed its way back through agony, the first thing I felt was the freezing, damp stone floor pressed against my cheek.Every inch of my body screamed in pain.The memory of the fall came back in shattered fragments: the swirling black storm, the deadly arrows forged from ice, Noctis’ desper
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