The Faded Quadrant

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The air in the great hall of the Iron Citadel was not merely stale, but it seemed to possess a physical weight, a viscous grey fog that settled in the lungs and clung to the skin like a second, suffocating garment, heavy with the scent of damp stone and the metallic tang of old blood that had long since dried into the very mortar of the walls where the ancestors of the current High Steward had...

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