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... re. They all knew the look of grief when they saw it. No spell, no healing salve, could mend a wound that ran through the soul.
The fire crackled softly, throwing wavering shadows across their faces. Somewhere beyond the ring of light, a night bird called out, then fell silent again.
Gram didn’t know how long he sat there. The world around him felt distant, as though muffled behind a wall of sorrow. Eventually, he pushed himself to his feet, the motion slow and uncertain. He bowe ...
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