The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The damp in the keep of Ashworth did not merely settle; it seeped. It found the cracks in the mortar, the joints in the stone, and the pores of the skin. Sir Aldric stood before the great mirror in his chamber, the silver circlet pressed tight against his brow. It was a cold, heavy band of metal, the only object in the room that did not feel of the earth. For three days, since Lord Ashworth’s...

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