The Faded Frequency

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The feast had been raging for three days, a continuous, roaring tide of roasted meat and spilled wine that seemed to swallow the very air of the Great Hall, where the torches burned with a ferocity that painted the ancient stone walls in hues of blood and amber, and in the center of this chaotic, sweating, breathing organism of power, Sir Thomas Bradshaw stood with his hand pressed firmly...

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