The Distant Legend

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The gold is gone, my lord, but the dust remains." Aldric stood before the open chest, his gauntleted hand resting on the cold rim. He did not look up at Lord Vane, who stood in the doorway, his face a mask of polite irritation. The air in the treasury was thick with the scent of wet wool and something older, sharper, like the metallic tang of old blood mixed with damp stone. It was a smell that...

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