The Wistful Mountain

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The fire did not start in the kitchen, as the morning reports would later claim, but in the heart of the Grand Hall, where the tapestries hung like shed skins of long-dead kings. It began with a whisper of smoke that tasted of old paper and copper, a scent that clawed at the back of Thomas’s throat before the first ember touched the velvet drapery. He stood in the center of the room, his...

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