The Distant Promise
"Recorded: Almaz Adan, prisoner of state. Charge: possession of forbidden glyph." The ink on the parchment did not dry; it bled. Almaz Adan sat in the damp stone cell of the Obsidian Keep, the air heavy with wet limestone and old blood. He was thirty-two, a veteran of the border wars, his body a map of scars from the glacial valleys of the highlands. In his hands, he clutched the scroll his...
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