The Distant Nightmare

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The feast had lasted three days. The air in the great hall of the citadel hung thick with the scent of roasted boar, spiced wine, and the metallic tang of old blood. Torches hissed in their iron brackets, casting long, trembling shadows against the stone walls. It was a time of triumph, or so the banners claimed. But in the corner, away from the raucous laughter of the younger men, Thomas...

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