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... s of parchment. Not a single page was neat — all bore the same desperate scrawl, different hands but the same message.
He picked one from the pile.
"The god of the north returns..."
He tossed it aside and picked another.
"Our ships are burning..."
Another still.
"Your son — he slaughters us all..."
The script changed from curling noble hands to the blocky ink of common scribes, but the words remained identical in weight and despair. Even th ...
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