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         - Midnight Tides (prologue excerpt)
       
      
      The great hive cities had been reduced to ash-layered rubble, and the vast towering clouds above each of them that had shot skyward with their destruction - clouds filled with debris and shredded flesh and blood - now swirled in storms of dissipating heat, spreading to fill the sky.