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Chapter 30: Shelter in the Rust
Author: TRY
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"Watch that support strut," Caedrik shouted over the roaring gale, his fingers gripping the cold iron railing of the suspension bridge as a fresh wave of sleet lashed horizontally across their faces. "The plating is completely rotted out near the base. One wrong step and you're dropping straight into the industrial runoff."

Vaedrix pulled his heavy wool coat tighter around his shivering frame, his teeth chattering so hard he could barely form the words. "I can't feel my fingers," he yelled back
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