The Distant Legend

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2026-08-18 19:45:22 -

The mead hall of Oakhaven burned with a light that had no source, the flames blue and silent, licking at the thatch without smoke, while you sat at the far end of the long table, your left hand trembling so violently that the silver chalice in your grip rang against the stone rim like a funeral bell. You are Maren, and you have come to the court of the Pale King to plead for the release of your...

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