The Wistful Witness

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The rain did not fall so much as it stood, a grey curtain drawn tight against the high, arched windows of the Keep. You stood in the center of the great hall, the stone floor cold beneath your boots, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and old wax. There was no one else in the room, or so it seemed, though the silence was a living thing, pressing against your eardrums, waiting for you to...

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