The Wistful Silence

added blog Literature

2026-08-21 17:23:38 -

The bell of St. Jude’s tolled for the third time. It was a heavy, bronze sound that vibrated in the marrow of Elias’s bones. He did not flinch. He stood at the center of the Great Hall, his hand resting on the hilt of a sword that had not been drawn in a century. The air was thick with the scent of old wax and damp stone. Around him, the courtiers sat in silence. Their faces were masks of pale...

0 Comments 0 Shares 2 Views 0 Reviews