Chapter 3
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The Way of the Erdi DesertThey looked out upon what some would consider barren wasteland: no tree in sight; shallow rolling hills giving way to endless plains; and naked rock-faced mountains in the distance. Low scrub brush and short grasses covered the land that only native ponies and haochi would enjoy. Hot in the summer, bitterly cold in the winter, and
always dry.
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