The Wistful Incense

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The stone shattered. Not with the dull thud of a falling brick, but with a sharp, crystalline crack that echoed through the fog like a breaking bone. Edward stood in the mud, his hands stained black with soot and blood, watching the remnants of the Chapel of St. Jude scatter across the pocked earth. The war had come for the valley, and the war had come for him. He was a prisoner of his own sin,...

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