The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-21 19:55:19 -

The banquet hall smelled of roasted boar and stale sweat. It was a scent that clung to the wool of Major Elias Thorne’s tunic, refusing to release him even as he sat at the far end of the long oak table. The room was a cavern of stone and shadow, lit by hundreds of tallow candles that flickered against the high, vaulted ceiling. Dust motes danced in the amber light, suspended in the heavy air...

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