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A Place Beyond The Map

Phinnegan wished it hadn’t. “Faolchú,” Periwinkle whispered, the fear apparent in his voice. The light from the orb fell on the hound that was moving towards them, showing its fur to be short and red. Not the reddish-brown of a tame hound but darker, a rich red the color of blood and rust. The fu...