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... arted in small groups, voices low, footsteps measured. No one lingered for drink or warmth. This was not the kind of meeting that left room for indulgence. Men left carrying weight, and weight made the shoulders hunch.
When the doors finally closed, the sound echoed longer than it should have.
For a moment, no one spoke.
The fire crackled softly at the center of the hall. Smoke drifted lazily upward, tracing the beams overhead. The smell of damp wool, iron, and ash filled ...
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