Freedom. For the first time, freedom. Dwight Pendav stood on the edge of the pier considering this huddled in his hood and cloak. Free from slander, from spite, from his very name. No more lies, no more hate, no more Noelle. He closed his eyes and for the first time since he had arrived in that...
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