The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-19 09:45:38 -

The stone of the Citadel did not merely stand; it breathed, a slow, rhythmic exhalation of cold dust and ancient memory that settled into the crevices of my armor and the hollows of my bones, a physical weight that mirrored the invisible, crushing burden of my own destitute soul which had clawed its way up the seven hundred steps of the outer wall only to find that the summit was not a place of...

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