The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The iron lantern hung from the eaves of the Whitmore estate, a rusted eye weeping oil into the eternal twilight that had settled over the valley since the war began. Elias stood before it, his hands resting on the hilt of a sword that felt heavier than it had when he first drew it from the muddy earth of the borderlands. The metal was cold, biting through the leather of his gauntlets, a chill...

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