The Distant Legend

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The banquet hall is vast and smells of roasted lamb and stale wine, a heavy, cloying scent that clings to the back of your throat and refuses to leave, much like the memory of your brother, which you have carried with you through the long, dusty roads of the empire for three years, a ghost you have fed with your own ambition and silence until it has grown fat and strange and no longer quite...

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