The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-20 06:12:14 -

The sky above the Ashen Valley did not darken with clouds but with a thick, viscous fog that smelled of burnt iron and old blood. It was a fog that had no natural cause, a miasma that rolled in from the edges of the world where the maps dissolved into silence. Captain Elias Thorne stood at the parapet of the crumbling keep, his hand resting on the hilt of a sword that had not seen battle in...

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