The Distant Nightmare

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The wind howled through the cracked shutters of the keep, a sound like tearing silk, but Sir Kaelen did not flinch. He sat on the cold stone floor, his back against the damp wall, his sword, *The Sentinel*, resting across his knees. The blade was not just steel; it was a fragment of the ancient World Tree, shattered during the War of Stars, and it hummed with a low, resonant frequency that...

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