The Wistful Incense

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The air in the great hall of Thornbury Keep did not smell of smoke or sweat, but of a heavy, cloying sweetness that clung to the back of the throat and settled into the crevices of the skin like a fine, invisible dust, for the incense was thick and ancient, burned in vessels of black iron that sat upon every table, their smoke rising in slow, deliberate spirals that seemed to have their own...

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