The Wistful Throne

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2026-08-19 12:38:03 -

The bird is dead. You find it on the flagstone floor. Its wings are pinned out. The feathers are torn. You do not move. You do not breathe. The air is cold. It smells of wet stone and old blood. You are in the keep. It is a tower. The walls are thick. The windows are narrow. You are the guard. You hold the spear. The spear is heavy. The wood is dark. The tip is iron. You have held it for years....

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