The Distant Legend

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2026-08-17 15:18:23 -

The feast was a roar of iron and wine. It shook the timber beams of the great hall. Men laughed with mouths full of roast swan. The air was thick, suffocating, heavy with the smell of tallow and unwashed bodies. Margaret sat at the far end of the long table. Her back was straight. Her hands were still. She watched the candlelight dance on the faces of the elders. They were fat. They were...

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