The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-17 19:30:14 -

The ink was blacker than the night, and heavier than the stone that pinned his shoulder to the earth. Caelum did not know how long he had been lying in the damp grass of the Hollow, that forbidden pocket of the world where the laws of the village ceased to exist and the old magic bled through the soil. He could feel the pulse of the earth beneath him, a slow, rhythmic thumping that matched the...

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