The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-17 12:07:48 -

The castle burned. It was a slow fire. It ate the oak beams. It drank the tapestries. Aldric watched from the ramparts. He held his sword. It was heavy. It was dull. He had not sharpened it in days. He did not care. The smoke was thick. It tasted of ash. It tasted of old wood. And old lies. His brother, Kael, was below. Kael was laughing. Kael was always laughing. He stood by the gatehouse. He...

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