The Distant Promise

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The air in the Hall of Whispers was not merely cold but heavy, a physical substance that pressed against the skin like wet wool, carrying with it the scent of decaying lilies and the metallic tang of old blood that seemed to have seeped into the very mortar of the ancient, shadowed stones. I stood at the center of the circular chamber, my hands bound not by rope but by a silence so profound it...

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