The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

You stand in the center of the hall, where the chandelier hangs like a frozen burst of glass stars, its crystals catching the moonlight that spills through the high, arched windows. The air is thick, not with the usual damp chill of the old stone house, but with a scent that is impossible to name—something sweet, like rotting orchids mixed with the metallic tang of old blood. You are not here...

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