The Distant Nightmare

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The high chamber of the Inquisition did not smell of incense, as the histories would later claim, but of wet wool and the metallic tang of old blood that had seeped into the oak floorboards generations ago, a scent that clung to the nostrils of Sir Elias Thorne like a persistent, invisible parasite, reminding him with every shallow breath that he was merely a tool in the hands of men who...

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