The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The hall is a cathedral of rot and gold, a place where the air hangs heavy with the scent of stale wine and old blood, and you stand at the center of it all, a vessel filled to the brim with a silence that has become so loud it shakes the very stones beneath your feet. You are not a king, nor a lord, nor a warrior with a sword of legend; you are merely a clerk, a man of ink and parchment, yet...

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