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The ink fades to beige A voice pulls me from the page But the boughs and hills remain Desperately, I muster My eyes, alight—brisingr
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Jul 20, 2025
Jul 20, 2025 at 3:29 AM UTC
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3. Departure
The ink fades to beige A voice pulls me from the page But the boughs and hills remain Desperately, I muster My eyes, alight—brisingr
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