The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-18 17:47:07 -

He woke with the taste of iron in his mouth. The dream was gone. Only the feeling remained. He lay on the straw. The air was cold. It smelled of wet stone and old blood. He did not move. He waited. The candle in the corner flickered. A shadow stretched across the floor. It was long. It was thin. It pointed at the door. He sat up. His name was Elias. He was a Warden. He wore the grey cloak of...

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