The Rust of Time
(Act I: The Ascent) The city of Ocre was a graveyard of iron, where the sky was the color of a bruised plum and the rain tasted of sulfur. Silas lived in the lairs of the scrap-heaps, his days spent sorting through the discarded husks of a forgotten era. In Ocre, time was not a concept, but a commodity. The "Vitality Trade" was the only economy that mattered. The rich lived in the Spire, their...
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