‘It was on this day,’ said Neerak, the first hunter to have spoken to him. His eyes were wide. ‘By the spring, lord, yesterday, I saw my own reflection, where we keep the ice clear. Pale, but not as pale as the Liosan. Pale, in the way that I have always been. But see my hands now, my forearms – has a plague come among us?’ A plague. ‘We chose neither,’ Lahanis said. ‘We defy the Andii. We defy the Liosan. We have made ourselves apart.’ ‘But on this day?’ Neerak demanded, spinning to face her. ‘Why? What has changed?’ Glyph answered. ‘I spoke with the Watch. I asked him, do we begin our war
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