The Wistful Incense

added blog Literature

2026-08-22 22:22:15 -

The feast was loud, a cacophony of clattering pewter and raised voices that shook the dust from the rafters of the great hall. You sat at the far end of the long table, your tunic stained with ink, your hands trembling not from the cold but from the weight of the secret you carried. The air smelled of roasted lamb and stale ale, yet beneath it lay the faint, sweet scent of the Incense Tree, the...

0 Comments 0 Shares 2 Views 0 Reviews