The Castle on the Cliff
E. F. Westweir
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A sudden memory of the Thrall-things—the awful, white, half-human monsters—stole into my mind. Do they also come from that tremendous arena? I wondered... the shadows moved—a vast sea of shadows—unstirred by any wind. And I knew that they watched me.