The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The hall smelled of roasted boar and old stone, a thick, cloying scent that clung to the back of your throat and settled deep in your lungs. You stood at the edge of the table, your hands resting on the hilt of your sword, feeling the cold bite of the steel through the leather grip. The torches flickered, casting long, dancing shadows that seemed to stretch and contract like the breaths of...

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