The Distant Legend

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The banquet hall of the Citadel of Oakhaven smelled of roasted venison, beeswax, and the metallic tang of fear that had begun to saturate the very stones of the fortress, a scent so pervasive that it seemed to cling to the back of the throat like a physical membrane, thickening the air until every breath required a deliberate, laborious effort to draw in the life-giving oxygen that the shadows...

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