The Distant Legend

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2026-08-21 21:35:55 -

The banquet hall of the ancient city of Aethelgard did not smell of roasted meats or spiced wine, as one might expect of a place where the wealthy gathered to seal treaties and bury grudges, but rather of wet wool, ozone, and the sharp, metallic tang of rusted iron that seemed to seep from the very stones of the floor. It was a feast of ghosts, a gathering of merchants who dealt not in silk or...

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