The Distant Nightmare

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The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it seeped, a grey, persistent damp that settled into the bones and stayed there long after the clouds had passed. Sir Aldric stood before the crumbling oak gate, his forty-year-old body aching with a deep, tectonic shift in the joints, the dampness of the lowlands gnawing at the marrow of a man who had served the Crown for two decades without a...

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