The Distant Promise

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The frost had not yet settled upon the high moors of the Northumbrian border, yet the air tasted of iron and impending death, a metallic tang that coated the tongue and whispered of the old, sleeping terrors beneath the earth. Sir Thomas Ashworth, Keeper of the Northern Gate, stood at the precipice of the cliff, his hand resting on the pommel of a sword that had seen better centuries, his gaze...

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