The Faded Paradox
You have spent three years in the shadow of the Great Hall, where the air tastes of damp stone and the dust of centuries, and you have learned that the most dangerous weapons are not the steel in your belt but the silence that hangs between the words of your superiors, for silence in this institution is not an absence but a presence, a heavy, suffocating thing that presses against the ears...
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