The Wistful Crossroads

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The iron is warm. It has been warm for three days. You hold it against your chest. It burns through the wool. You do not move. You are the Warden of the Ashen Vale. You are the law. The law is a cold thing, but the iron is not. The village wakes. Smoke rises from the chimneys. The air smells of wet wood and fear. You stand on the balcony of the keep. The stone is slick with rain. Below, the...

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