The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-22 04:12:36 -

The feast is a lie. It hangs in the air, a thick, cloying scent of roasted boar and stale wine that coats the back of your throat. You sit at the edge of the table, a scholar of letters, a keeper of words that do not feed. The hall is warm. Your hands are cold. You are Thomas Bradshaw, or so the name on the parchment says, though the man who wrote it has long since forgotten you. You are here...

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