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royals and their kin couldn’t choke the air
from their throats fast enough, widely enough.
Whatever advances the Fae’s magic bought
them did not slow Morath for long.
Morath’s beasts pushed them northward
that first day. And into the night.
And at dawn the next day.
By nightfall on the second, even the Bane’s
line had buckled.
Still Morath did not stop coming.