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... rves its breath through the centuries. In the heart of the great hall, the fire in the brazier barely held a line of light, a warm thread that trembled to the rhythm of the wind slipping through the cracks. Each spark that was born seemed to think twice before extinguishing. The stone kept the warmth of bodies, the wood exhaled silence, and the air had become so pure that any sound foreign to that calm would have been an offense.
Valentina slept embraced at Virka’s side. Her breathing, s ...
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