The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The ink on the parchment is still wet when you seal the letter, the wax cracking softly as it cools, a small, sharp sound that echoes in the silence of the tower room where you have lived for three weeks now. Outside, the mist clings to the jagged peaks of the northern range, a pale, breathing thing that swallows the world beyond the stone walls. You are here because the Guild demanded it, or...

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