The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The meat was boiling in the iron cauldron, a thick, gray slurry that smelled of iron and old sweat, and you watched the bubbles rise and burst with a violence that seemed to shake the very floorboards of the Great Hall. It was the Feast of the Unwritten Law, or so the banners claimed, though no one remembered what law had been unwritten, only that the meat had to be consumed to prove one’s...

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