The Distant Promise

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2026-08-21 12:51:29 -

The hall smells of wet wool and old blood. You stand in the corner. Your coat is damp. It clings to your shoulders like a second skin. You are not invited. You are here because you must be. The chandeliers hang low. They drip wax. The light is yellow. It is sick. Sir Aldric stands at the head of the table. He wears velvet. It is black. It absorbs the light. He does not look at you. He never...

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