The Distant Journey

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The iron key bit into the lock of the armory door, the cold metal biting into your palm as you forced the mechanism to yield, the sound of the turn sharp and singular in the damp silence of the corridor. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and the Royal Guard’s uniform feels less like armor and more like a shroud tonight, the wool damp with the citadel’s perpetual exhalation of stone and...

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