The Heir of Three Realms

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“You look as if you have one foot in the Valley, cousin.” Finn’s ambling, haughty tenor follows the wind braced by my ears as the dawn begins to gather above and the haunt of the Forgotten Wood, draped in a curl of morning mist begins to pickle the shoreline.

My weary eyes are on the figh...

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