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Chapter 35: The Warden Wakes
The maintenance tunnels beneath Crestfall smelled like river water and old iron and the particular cold of places that existed specifically to be forgotten.
Aldric’s maps were exact — two years of preparation expressed in precise cartography, every tunnel marked, every anchor point circled in grey ink, the distances between them annotated with the particular handwriting of someone who had been planning this for a long time and had nothing to do with the planning except make it more precise.
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