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Kenneth ignored the superstition. He took the coil of reinforced rope, looped it around a jagged spur of rock, and signaled. He descended into the grey.

He scooped her up, shielding her from the spray of the mountain spring, and began the long climb back toward the light. Above him, the red banners of the Sixth Company fluttered against the darkening sky. The mountains were cruel, and the spirits were old, but the Guard was still there. And as long as the Guard stood, the Empire had a heart. [Filetracker.PL] Robert M. Wegner - OpowieЕ›ci z...

Kenneth, a lieutenant of the Mountain Guard, stood at the edge of the ravine. Below, the mist was a thick, grey soup. Somewhere in that soup was a wagon—and more importantly, the young girl who had been inside it when the bridge groaned and gave way. Kenneth ignored the superstition

With a final, guttering hiss, the shadow dissolved into a greasy black smoke that the wind quickly tore apart. He scooped her up, shielding her from the