The Grand Farce of Order
The city of New Aethelgard was a masterpiece of absurd precision. In the wake of the Searing, the children had not descended into chaos; they had ascended into a fever dream of bureaucracy. Julian was the High Chancellor of Protocol, a title he had given himself. He wore a suit made of curtains and a tie made of a repurposed ribbon. His primary function was to ensure that the "Grand Code of...
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