The Wistful Mirror

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2026-08-20 16:13:52 -

The feast had lasted three days. The air in the Great Hall of the stone keep hung thick with the scent of roasted boar, spiced wine, and the metallic tang of old blood. Candles guttered in the drafty corners, casting long, trembling shadows that danced against the rough-hewn walls. In the center of the room, seated upon a throne of carved oak, sat Aldric. He was a man of few words, a scholar of...

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