The Wistful Mountain

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"Give me the key, Kael, or I’ll take it from your cold hands." Walter Barlow’s voice was flat, stripped of the command that had once held the garrison together, now sounding like a man counting out coins he did not have. The light in the threshing floor was the grey, bruised blue of early dawn, slanting through the gaps in the timber walls where the rain had finally stopped filling the dried...

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