The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-17 14:55:34 -

The hall smelled of roasting goose and stale wine, a thick, cloying aroma that hung heavy in the air like a funeral shroud. You stood at the edge of the feast, your hands clasped tightly behind your back, feeling the rough wool of your tunic chafe against your wrists. The lanterns flickered, casting long, dancing shadows that seemed to stretch and contort on the stone floor, mimicking the...

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