The Wistful Mountain

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The sword was already broken when Thomas found it, bent like a question mark in the mud of the courtyard. It lay there, a twisted iron tongue, waiting to be swallowed by the earth. The rain had stopped, but the air still hung heavy, thick with the smell of wet stone and old blood. Thomas, no older than twelve, knelt in the muck. His knees hurt. His hands shook. He looked at the blade, then at...

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