The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The feast was a symphony of clattering steel and the heavy, humid breath of men who had marched too far into the mist to remember why. You sat at the head of the long trestle table in the great hall of Alderford Keep, your hands resting on the polished oak, steady as the roots of the ancient yews outside the window. The air was thick with the scent of roasted boar, spiced wine, and the unwashed...

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