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It had been a long, dusty ride from Bree after her hasty scramble to get ready, and the ranger patrol, with whom Zandrianna had fallen in on the Greenway, set a grueling pace. She kept up with them, but now she feels the ache of it as she follows the faint trail up from the main road. Periodically, she glances at her map, on which one of the rangers back at Esteldin had marked a route for her. |
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