The Golden Downtown

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2026-08-23 07:23:16 -

The rain lashed against the leaded glass of the upper gallery, a relentless, rhythmic drumming that seemed to vibrate through the stone floor and into the bones of my legs. I stood in the shadow of the tapestries, watching Duke Aldric from a distance that was safe, respectful, and ultimately useless. He sat in his high-backed chair, the velvet fraying at the edges, his face a mask of pale,...

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