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... nters. The yeti’s shriveled body went up like dry tinder, but the stench of burning fat and deep black smoke arching into the sky told me of my shortcomings.
One day, I’d be able to make fires so hot that not even a smell remained. There would be no time for smoke, for the heat would eviscerate even that.
The top of the mountain plateau was only slightly isolated from the blowing, chill winds by a few craggy outcroppings. The exit portal itself blazed with purple light near the f ...
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