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Author: Ghale Larson
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Melanie

The council chambers were alive with murmurs, the tension in the room thick enough to slice through. I could feel the weight of their eyes on me as I stood at the head of the long, dark oak table, the flickering candlelight casting shadows across the cold stone walls. Each council member, from the seasoned warriors to the cunning diplomats, looked to me for leadership, but I knew deep down that trust was slipping away, like sand through my fingers.

The kingdom was on the brink of war, and despite every effort to reach a peaceful solution, our enemies—rogues and bears alike—were only growing bolder. Their movements were no longer subtle; every day, we saw signs of their increasing aggression. I had tried to warn the council, but as always, there were those who clung to the hope of diplomacy, unwilling to accept the reality that our survival depended on decisive action.

“You want to start a war with the bears?” Councilman Talis, a grizzled veteran of many battles, grunted, his
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