The Distant Nightmare

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The feast in the Great Hall of Alderbury Castle was a spectacle of excess, the air thick with the smell of roasted swan and stale wine, yet I felt only a hollow coldness in my chest. I stood at the edge of the table, my hand deep in the pocket of my tunic where the Whispering Stone rested against my thigh, a jagged piece of slate that had been passed down through my family for three...

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