The Distant Nightmare

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The iron tasted of rust and old blood, a metallic tang that coated the back of my throat as I parried the thrust of Sir Alistair’s lance, the impact sending a shudder through my shoulder that felt less like pain and more like a dull, heavy truth settling into my bones. We were in the center of the great hall of King’s Reach, the vaulted ceiling lost in the smoky haze of a thousand tallow...

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