The Distant Whispers

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2026-08-23 11:20:31 -

The rain in the courtyard of Castle Blackwood did not fall so much as it was exhaled from the grey sky, a cold, wet breath that soaked through the thin wool of your doublet and settled into the marrow of your bones. You stood by the gatehouse, the letter in your hand crumpled and slick, the ink running in dark rivulets that blurred the promise of freedom, of release from the indenture that had...

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