The Distant Nightmare

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The iron taste of the siege had settled into the back of my throat before the Hunger began. I am Silas, thirty-two, a Royal Guard of the Aethelgard court, and for three years I have stood watch over the throne where the black sap weeps from the ancient stone walls, a constant, viscous reminder of the power that holds this city together. My want was simple, grounded in the arithmetic of...

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