The Wistful Mountain
Your hand is steady as you lift the pommel of the longsword, the iron cold biting into your palm, and you march into the mist-shrouded court of King Aldric. You are Elias, thirty-two years old, a Royal Guard of the High Watch, and you want to execute the heretic monk, Silas, to prove your loyalty to the crown and to the woman waiting in the keep who believes you are a man of iron. The air...
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