The Wistful Throne

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2026-08-17 19:22:18 -

The morning fog clung to the highlands of the Scottish border, a thick, wet wool that strangled the air and turned the world into a grey, breathing thing. In the stone keep of Dunbar, young Alistair sat on the cold floor of his room, his back against the rough-hewn wall. He was twelve years old, thin as a reed, with eyes the color of the slate outside. The room was a prison of silence. The...

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