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Hundred Days



The Mountain Pulse - Day 007

The intense silence of deep powder cast the Village in a spell of winter fantasy. Like snow- breathing dragons, riders descended in a fury, leaving a smoky tail in their wake. The only connection to the outside world was two gloves peeking through the mist. The epic tale continues tomorrow as the Headwall will open. Who will be the warrior to stomp that boot-pack?

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