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Racer Prince of Quail Clan (prince_of_quail_clan)
Race Number 1367
Date Sat, 18 Oct 2025 5:35:19
Speed 47 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 97.5%
Rank 1st place (out of 4)

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The cool morning, pale as pearl, threw tendrils of mist over the blue-gray ice. Ancient trees ringed the frozen water; their dark limbs seemed to hold up the sky. Frost silvered the earth, and all around was the whisper of water, breaking loose winter's bonds. A thrush called from within the wood. There was no sign of the horses.
— (book) by Katherine Arden (see stats)

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