The Faded Frontier

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The banquet hall of the High Keep did not smell of food, but of ozone and old parchment. It was a vast, circular room where the stone walls seemed to breathe, expanding and contracting with a rhythm that matched no human heart. At the center stood a table long enough to seat the entire Council of Elders, a body of men and women whose faces were obscured by masks of polished bone. They sat in...

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