The Wistful Mountain

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The bell tower is silent. You stand in the square, alone. The stones are cold under your boots. You are the Inquisitor of the Low Valley. Your cloak is heavy with damp. The mist clings to your legs. It smells of rot and iron. They say you are the enemy. You look up. The bell hangs there. It is bronze. It is old. It does not ring. It never rang for you. It rang for the dead. It rang for the...

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