The Distant Summer

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The boy hung from the gallows tree in the market square, his small body swaying gently in the morning air, while the crowd below murmured in that low, satisfied hum of people who have seen justice done. I stood at the edge of the crowd, my hand resting on the hilt of my sword, watching the High Magistrate smile from the balcony above, his face a mask of serene authority. It was for stealing a...

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