The Wistful Skyline

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a grey curtain that smelled of wet stone and old iron. You were twelve years old, standing in the courtyard of the Obsidian Keep, your boots sinking into the mud that churned around the gatehouse. You wanted the silver seal. It was not a trinket, not a toy, but the heavy, cold token of your shared childhood, the thing that proved you and Julian were...

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