The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-18 19:29:16 -

"You have failed." The words hung in the air. Heavy. Cold. I looked up. The stone ceiling was high. Grey. Silent. Sir Aldric stood before me. His face was a mask. Stone. Iron. He held the scroll. The seal was red. Fresh. "Read it," he said. His voice was low. A rumble. Like distant thunder. I did not move. My hands were at my sides. Clenched. I was a knight. Of the Order. For twenty years. I...

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