The Distant Legend

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The cold in the keep did not sit upon the skin like a guest but burrowed into the marrow, a persistent, grinding ache that seemed to originate not from the stone walls but from the very center of my being, a hollow space where warmth had once lived and now only the memory of its absence remained. I sat in the corner of the great hall, the draft finding every crack in the masonry, and held the...

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