The Wistful Throne

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The rain on the moor did not wash the world clean; it only made the mud slicker and the gray sky lower. You stand at the edge of the village, your boots heavy with the churned earth, looking back at the smoke rising from the chimneys of Ashworth Hall. It is a small village, tucked into the crease of the hills like a secret kept between old friends. You are leaving, and you know, with a...

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