The Wistful Crossroads

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The feast in the Great Hall of Alderwood was not a celebration of joy, but a ritual of endurance, where the air hung heavy with the scent of roasted boar, spiced wine, and the underlying, metallic tang of old blood that seemed to seep from the very stones of the ancient fortress. You sat at the lower table, your hands wrapped around a clay cup that trembled slightly against your lips, not from...

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