The Distant Promise

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The iron of the pike snapped against the shield of the man before me, sending a shockwave of cold vibration up through my gauntlets and into the marrow of my shoulder blades, a sensation that was not merely pain but a physical unraveling of the self as I knew it. We were locked in the narrow throat of the stone corridor, a space so tight that the damp breath of the enemy, sour with fear and old...

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