The Wistful Saga

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2026-08-18 16:17:51 -

The Wistful Saga

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the mud of the valley into a thick, sucking paste that held the boots of the men like a second skin. We were stationed in the watchtower, a crumbling stone structure that overlooked the village of Oakhaven, a place that smelled of wet wool and woodsmoke and the faint, metallic tang of old blood. I was the sergeant, though the title felt hollow in...

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