The Wistful Mountain

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The iron taste was there before the blood was. Elias Thorne stood at the parapet of Oakhaven, his breath misting in the thin air, and felt the rattle deep in his chest like a loose hinge. He was forty-two, a man carved from the same granite as the fortress, and he wanted the promotion. He wanted the title of High Warden. He wanted to prove that his loyalty to the Crown was worth more than the...

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