The Wistful Throne

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2026-08-22 13:52:52 -

The mud sucked at your boots with a wet, tearing sound as you stood in the valley, your rifle steady in hands that did not tremble, watching the figure of your brother walk toward the enemy line. Julian was translucent, a shimmer of gray light against the dark rain, moving with a calm that felt like an insult. He was not running. He was not screaming. He was simply walking, his form dissolving...

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