Work continues. Today we venture into Henrik Petterson's world to meet one of many creatures prowling its dark corners.
This is the second installment in our series of previews. We hope you like it.
The northern darkness is coming.
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Choose your game, the Red Hound said, and choose it well.
Aure chose stones and lost, and lost his face. Faceless, sightless, he slipped into the Hound’s lair beneath the roots of the world and stole its enchanted stones.
Choose your game, Aure says, and choose it well.
They play and lose, and lose their faces. And Aure collects piece after piece and slowly but surely rebuilds his own.