The Silent Vigil of the Pines

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(Noble Grim Style) The winter in the highlands of Scotland was not a season, but a siege. The wind howled through the ancient pines like a choir of the damned, and the snow fell in heavy, suffocating sheets that erased the boundary between the earth and the sky. In a small, stone cottage clinging to the edge of a frozen loch, Alistair lived a life of rhythmic, agonizing simplicity. Alistair had...

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