The Distant Promise

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The letter in your hand is not paper, but skin. It is a fragment of your own shoulder, torn away by the wind that howls through the narrow pass of the Blackwood Valley, and it whispers your name in a voice that sounds exactly like your own, only older, only tired. You are Sir Alaric, and you are walking away from the fortress you have sworn to defend, carrying the weight of a duty that has...

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