Luis Bourdon

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The cheerless cold of the Northland sky hung in thin strips of gray fog against the dull edges that formed the peaks of the solitary mountain of pitted blackness that was the castle of the Warlock Lord.
Luis Bourdon
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The Sword of Shannara Trilogy (Shannara, #1-3)
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