The Distant Whispers

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The stone walls of the Keep did not merely enclose us; they swallowed the light, leaving only the faint, pulsating amber of the tallow candles that clung to the damp masonry like dying stars, and as I stood there with the hilt of my sword cutting a familiar, cold groove into my palm, I felt the weight of the centuries pressing down upon my shoulders not as a burden of history but as a physical...

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