The Distant Legend
The hall is full of light. It is white. It is cold. You stand at the center. The stone floor is smooth. It is wet. It smells of rain. It smells of iron. The walls are high. They have no windows. The ceiling is lost in mist. You are not alone. There are others. They sit in rows. They wear gray robes. They have no faces. You know them. You know their weight. They are the Judges. They are the...
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