The Wistful Throne

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The dream began not with a sound, but with a weight, a heavy, suffocating blanket of wet wool that pressed against Aldous Thorne’s chest, pinning him to the cold, damp earth of a dream that felt older than the kingdom itself. He lay in a field of silver grass, the stalks whispering secrets in a tongue he had forgotten he knew, and above him the sky was not blue but a bruised purple, swollen...

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