The Wistful Mountain

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The air in the Hall of Whispers did not smell of dust or decay, as one might expect of a place suspended between the living and the dead, but rather of wet slate and the sharp, metallic tang of ozone, a scent that clung to the back of the throat like a forgotten vow. Here, in the timeless gray twilight of the interstice, there stood a single object, unchanging and eternal: a heavy, brass...

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