The Wistful Throne

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2026-08-18 14:15:57 -

The bell in the town square did not ring at noon. It rang at dawn, shattering the silence of the valley with a sound so violent it seemed to crack the air itself. You stood in the center of the market, your hands raw and bleeding from the clay, watching the dust settle over the cobblestones. The town was waking up, but not in the way you had planned. The great bell, the one you had spent twenty...

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