The Wistful Throne

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You leave the house at dawn. The air is thin. It tastes of iron and wet ash. You do not look back. The gate clicks shut. The sound is small. It is final. You walk down the lane. The neighbors are awake. You see them. They watch. Their eyes are hard. They are afraid of you. You know why. You have broken the rules. You have let the thing in. The house is a square block of stone. It sits on a...

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