The Distant Threshold

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The feast is not a celebration of joy, but a ritual of endurance. You sit at the long oak table, the wood worn smooth by centuries of hands that have since turned to dust. The air is thick with the scent of roasted lamb, rosemary, and the metallic tang of old blood that seems to seep from the stones of the Great Hall. Torches flicker in iron sconces, casting long, dancing shadows that stretch...

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