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 Leaping with all the strength you have you lunge for the edge of the pit. It is an ungainly jump, burdened by the weight of your equipment and the fatigue born of days of hard travel, but it is enough. Falling heavily on the hard stone floor of the tunnel you roll to safety amongst drifts of dust, and the unrecognizable remains of a multitude of vermin and insect husks. Thanking Providence for your deliverance you lay on the cold stone, breathing heavily in the dank air and once again finding it necessary to take a moment to ponder your good fortune. Crawling towards the edge of the pit you look carefully into a dark void, within which you can hear the squeek and scattering of a large number of rodents. The stick has been lost to the darkness below, and you have no doubt it will be better to use your weapon to clear the path ahead.
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This book, and its associated books and other documents in the Chronicles of Arborell series are the intellectual property of the author, Wayne F Densley, and all rights are reserved by him. Windhammer is best viewed at 1024 x 768 resolution. Any questions regarding the Chronicles of Arborell can be answered by emailing the author at densleyw@shoal.net.au
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