The Wistful Dinner

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The rain had been falling for three days, a persistent, gray veil that blurred the edges of the world and softened the sharp lines of the stone walls into a single, weeping mass. Inside the high tower of the keep, the air was thick with the scent of damp wool and cold ash. Elias stood before the window, his hands resting on the sill, feeling the chill seep through his fingers. He was old, his...

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