The Wistful Skyline

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The iron bowl sat in the center of the table, a dark and cold disc of hammered metal that reflected the flickering tallow candles in a way that made the room look like it was breathing, a slow and rhythmic expansion and contraction of light and shadow that seemed to pulse with the very heart of the fortress itself, and I looked at it, at my own distorted face staring back from the curved...

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