The Wistful Letter
The ink on the page was not black; it was the color of dried blood, a viscous, rotting stain that pulsed faintly in the lamplight. Elias Thorne, Captain of the Royal Guard, stared at the letter he had just finished writing to Lord Blackwood. His hands, usually steady enough to draw a sword with lethal precision, trembled as he set the quill down. The stain on the paper was a manifestation of...
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