The Distant Metropolis

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The candlewick burned low in the brass holder, a dying star trapped in a sea of hardened tallow, and Sir Julian stood in the center of the vaulted hall, his fingers tracing the intricate, worn grooves of the Iron Chalice that rested upon the stone pedestal, feeling the cold bite of the metal against his skin as if it were a living thing, a thing that remembered the weight of every hand that had...

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