The Golden Visit
The alarm bells of the Citadel did not ring in a pattern of warning but in a single, sustained, metallic scream that tore through the heavy, stone-woven silence of the night, a sound so visceral and immediate that it seemed to vibrate in the marrow of your bones, a frequency designed not to inform but to incite, to shatter the fragile, sleep-induced calm of the garrison and replace it with a...
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