The Distant Joke

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2026-08-17 10:51:57 -

The Distant Joke

The air in the Hollow of Whispers tasted of iron and old rain, a metallic tang that coated the back of Alistair’s throat as he stood before the gate of the Obsidian Keep. He was a man carved from the same stone as the walls around him, his face a map of scars earned in the long, quiet war against the Lord of the Deep. His sword, a blade of black glass that sang a low, mournful note when the...

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