The Distant Garden

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2026-08-19 23:41:44 -

The rain did not fall so much as it was applied, a thick, gray paste that clogged the pores of the stone and the breath of the living. I stood in the center of the Great Hall, my shield battered and dented, the wood splintered around the rim where the spectral arrows had found their mark. The air smelled of wet iron and old, stagnant air, a scent that clung to the back of the throat like a bad...

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