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‘The sound of trumpets echoed up the misty valley, a harsh challenge, unworldly and defiant. The possibility of fresh snow spiced the air. Leaning on his stick, the adventurer picked his way between the rocks and down the mountainside. His ship sat behind him, a black casket squat against the snow line. Again the clarionContinue reading “Auld Mortality by Marc Platt (2003)”