The Wistful Throne

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The road into the Valley of Ash did not exist on any map I had ever held, yet my feet knew the rhythm of its gravel, a slow, grinding percussion that matched the hollow ache in my chest. I was not entirely a man of flesh and bone, or so the villagers had whispered when I first appeared in the mist, though my reflection in the puddles remained stubbornly human, showing the same tired eyes and...

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