The Wistful Mountain

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The silver chalice sits upon the altar of your memory, untouched by the hands of the living, yet you know, with a certainty that borders on the physical ache, that it is there. It waits in the high, cold attic of the manor house, a vessel of pure, unblemished silver that has not known the touch of wine in forty years. You are a sinner who has built his prison out of silence, and the chalice is...

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