Accept the Wax-Wind

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From: Day 9: At your window

It will shrivel the meat from your bones.


Anger in its voice, like the lick of flames

The Wax-Wind blows from the Elder Continent, from the Mountain-of-Light. It will melt you as the Neath-breezes melt us. Nothing will remain of you, as nothing remains of me.