The Wistful Throne

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The mist in the valley of Oakhaven did not rise so much as it breathed, a slow, rhythmic exhalation of cold air that swallowed the footpaths and the low stone walls of the village, leaving only the faint, grey outline of the world to those who stood within it. Thomas Bradshaw, a scribe of seventeen years whose hands had not stopped trembling since the dawn, walked with a purpose that felt less...

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