The Wistful Mountain

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2026-08-24 06:13:16 -

Thorne. The name was not shouted, but dragged from the air like a wet rope, and Elias felt the weight of it settle on his shoulders before his feet even touched the cold flagstones of the High Hall. He stood in the center of the circular chamber, the stone beneath his boots humming with a low, tectonic vibration that he had learned to ignore over thirty years of service. Around him, the air was...

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