The Distant Promise

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The rain did not fall so much as it was extracted from the sky, a slow, viscous drain of grey water that soaked into the flagstones of the Keep of St. Jude until the very mortar turned to mud. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of wet wool, old blood, and the metallic tang of the iron braziers that burned low in the corners, casting long, trembling shadows that danced against the...

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