The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain had not stopped for three days, and the mud of the lower courtyard had become a thick, sucking clay that held the boots of the sentries fast like a lover’s grip, a grip that did not release, that did not care for the aching of the shin or the cold seeping through the sole, only holding, only holding, while the wind howled through the high, narrow windows of the keep where the air was...

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