The Wistful Cipher

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2026-08-21 11:01:12 -

The feast was loud. It was too loud. The hall smelled of roasted venison and stale beer, of sweat and unwashed wool. You stood in the corner, near the pillar that held up the roof. You held the book. It was small. It was bound in black leather. The pages were yellow and thin. Lord Ashworth sat at the high table. He was eating. He laughed. The sound was like a stone dropping into a deep well. He...

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