The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The iron band shattered against the obsidian floor with a sound like a scream frozen in mid-air, its fragments scattering into the perpetual twilight of the Undercroft where the air tasted of rust and old blood, and I lay there, gasping, my fingers still curled around the hilt of a sword that felt less like metal and more like a bone pulled from my own body. I had come here to kill the King, or...

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