The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The feast in the hall of Lord Aldric was not a celebration of life, but a grotesque rehearsal for death, the air thick with the cloying scent of roasted boar and the sharper, metallic tang of fear that clung to the skin like damp wool. Eleanor sat at the far end of the long oak table, her fingers wrapped tightly around a goblet of dark wine, her knuckles white against the rim, while around her...

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