The Wistful Throne

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2026-08-19 09:54:17 -

The road to the Spire was paved with bones. Not human bones, but the calcified remnants of old oaks and younger pines, crushed by centuries of weight until they formed a pale, jagged crust under your boots. You walked. Your left knee screamed. It was a dull, grinding pain, a reminder of the years spent in the pit, swinging the hammer, breaking stone until the cartilage wore thin. You were a...

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