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It’s been a couple of weeks, but I thought we’d pick up a little ways after Dane’s meeting with the Iron Count, when he’s commissioned to hunt down a Bloodspeaker named Ijanna, a witch whose very rare and powerful magical talents make her an invaluable asset to both of the rival crime guilds vying for control of Ebonmark. Ijanna, however, has other problems, for even as she hides out in the city she’s plagued by nightmares of a prophecy she’s meant to fulfill.
Ijanna’s skin chills. Her feet are rooted to the spot, and her hands weigh down her arms like heavy stones. She stands at the base of the Black Tower, a cold spike of jagged rock and twisted blades. The ground in the citadel’s shadow is scorched and black, while the wastelands surrounding it are as yellow as old bones. The crimson sky presses down on her.
She watches dozens of children form a human chain around the Tower. They look tired and hungry, and so cold their flesh has turned grey. They stare ahead at the spiked structure with lifeless eyes, enraptured by its soiled presence.
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