The Wistful Throne

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The cartographer’s guild had sent me to the Ironwood Kingdom with a commission that smelled of rot and ambition. I am Elias, thirty-two, and my lungs are a failing engine. The Whispering Peaks were my final assignment, a map that would secure my legacy before the coughing fits turned my blood into a crimson ink. I carried no assistant, no porter, only the weight of my own decay and a relic in...

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