Chapter 60
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Shadows on the BorderPrologue: Through the Shimmer
Fenn
The air was moist in Fenn’s nostrils and it smelled of unfamiliar chemicals. They had pushed through the Shimmer and were crouched on a firm surface, the fading remnants of kias twisting around them and leaving a lingering taste of iron on their tongue. The earth was cold and hard and wet underneath them and they pressed their palms down on to its steady familiarity and breathed deeply to ground themselves. The Shimmer was still there in their peripheral vision and they took reassurance from its presence.