Something was indeed different about this place. I woke to a body that
felt leaden, weary, limbs of cast iron and blood of clotting ash. My
Cinder still glowed, yet I knew flaring it would bring nothing save for
perhaps a flood of foes in this, a land without Fire.
His words disturbed me, yet I had not time to act, before the darkness stole my sight, and its numbing cowl enveloped my mind.
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