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The Shattered Crown – Chapter 3: The Price of Fire
The morning after the raid dawned gray and silent, the chill autumn mist swirling through the Dreadwood like the ghosts of the fallen. Caelan sat alone at the edge of the camp, staring into the distance as the muted light filtered through the twisted trees. The scent of smoke still clung to his clothes, mingling… Continue reading

