The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The iron door did not creak. It held its breath. You stood before it, the weight of the world compressed into the single point of your knuckles on the steel. Inside, the air was still. Outside, the wind tore at the eaves of the old watchtower, a sound like tearing cloth. You were the last of the keepers. The others had gone down the mountain, their boots crunching on the frozen gravel, their...

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