The Distant Nightmare

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The feast of the High Summer had turned the Great Hall of Aethelgard into a sea of wax and smoke, where the light from a hundred tallow candles trembled against the vaulted stone ceilings, casting long, wavering shadows that danced like the ghosts of centuries past. I sat at the far end of the high table, my hands folded beneath the heavy velvet of my robes, watching the courtiers swirl around...

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