The Wistful Letter

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The feast of the harvest moon was a cacophony of clinking silver and the low, rumbling drone of voices that seemed to vibrate in the very marrow of my bones, a sound so thick and heavy it felt less like noise and more like a physical weight pressing down upon the chests of the assembled nobles. I stood in the corner of the Great Hall of Blackwood Manor, my small hands trembling not from the...

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