The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The feast in the Great Hall of Blackwood Manor was not a celebration of joy but a ritual of endurance, a long, dimly lit vigil where the candles burned with a sickly, greenish hue that cast the faces of the guests into masks of wax and shadow, the air thick with the cloying scent of roasted pheasant and the heavier, metallic tang of fear that seemed to permeate the very stones of the medieval...

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