The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-17 12:42:58 -

The feast was held in a hall that did not exist in the waking world, a place of stone and starlight where the air tasted of iron and old roses. You sat at the head of a long table carved from a single piece of white oak, your armor polished to a mirror shine that reflected the flickering torchlight and the pale, expectant faces of your men. This was the Hall of the Last Watch, a realm suspended...

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