The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The banquet hall smelled of roasted pheasant and stale ambition. You stood in the corner, your hand resting on the hilt of a sword that felt less like a weapon and more like an anchor to a world that no longer existed. The chandeliers above cast a golden, sickly light over the assembled lords and ladies, their faces smooth masks of politeness, their eyes sharp with the kind of hunger that does...

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