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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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And a vastness of vacant black steel helmets lapping at
the shoreline, gray plume-side down.
Chapter 21
Eye op thle Storm
Only an occasional beam of sunlight filtered
through the thick canopy of dark pine boughs. Still, the for-
est floor seemed an uncomfortably bright place to the
dwarves of the Theiwar army. They made camp before full
daylight, fortunately finding a dense patch of woods where
the pale-skinned, underground-dwelling derro could all but
avoid the direct rays of the sun.
The ground lay beneath a blanket of snow, and the sticky,
straight trunks of the trees seemed to merge overhead into a
solid blanket of needles and snow-covered branches. The
dampness and chill of the camp seemed a small price to pay
for its chief virtue: that same thick canopy that provided a
blessed escape from the light.
Many of the Theiwar veterans now tried to rest, having
scraped the snow away from the small patches of ground
that served as beds. A damp chill sank into their bones from
the still, cold air.
One of the dwarves made no attempt to sleep, however:
Pitrick paced between several large trunks, following the
tracks of his previous pacing, where he had worn the snow
down to bare ground
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