The Wistful Voyage

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The crack in the obsidian ran deep, a jagged vein of black that pulsed with a coldness Elias could feel through his gloves. He stood in the antechamber of the King’s solar, the weight of the relic heavy in his hands, while the winter wind howled against the stone walls of the fortress. It was the eve of the solstice, and the court was in a state of suspended breath, waiting for the physician’s...

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