The Wistful Mountain

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2026-08-20 09:40:22 -

The watch was over. I stood in the corridor. The stone was cold. My boots echoed. Thomas was gone. He had left at dawn. He said he was tired. He said the mountain called. I did not stop him. I could not. My hands were bound by duty. The tower was silent. It had been silent for years. We kept the gate. We kept the secret. The secret was the tree. The oak stood in the courtyard. It did not fall....

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