The Wistful Show
You press the flat of your mace against the stone wall, feeling the grit of ancient mortar grind against the cold iron, and the jagged black script on your forearm flares with a heat that feels like a brand pressed by a blacksmith, burning through the leather of your sleeve and into the muscle beneath. You are Elias Thorne, Ranger of the Iron Guard, and you have spent twenty years filing...
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