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... , the city he had dreamt of reclaiming with fire in his heart and steel in his hand. Now, as its gates stood open before him and its walls bore the scars of recent conquest, he felt... nothing.
No joy.No triumph.Only a quiet, creeping unease curling in his gut like smoke from a dying fire.
He rode slowly, almost absently, through the churned mud outside the walls, the hooves of his horse squelching in the thawing earth.
He had dreamed of this moment, of reclaiming what wa ...
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