The Wistful Skyline

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The hall was lit by a thousand bees of wax, their glow trembling against the high stone vaults of the Keep. It was a feast of such staggering opulence that the air itself seemed thick with the scent of roasted swan, spiced wine, and the heavy, metallic tang of ambition. Aldous sat at the lower table, his fingers wrapped tightly around a chalice of dark claret. He watched the movement of the...

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