The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-17 13:04:29 -

The bell in the tower had stopped ringing three days before the sky turned the color of bruised iron. I remember the silence more than the sound. It was a heavy, wet thing, pressing against the high windows of the Hall. We were in the court of the old King, a man who had not spoken in a month. His silence was not peaceful. It was a void that ate the light. I stood by the dais, my hands clasped...

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