V-01: The Last Page of Innocence
The air in the cellar smelled of damp earth and old paper, a scent that Julian had come to associate with the only true sanctuary left in the town of Oakhaven. Outside, the boots of the occupying forces rhythmically struck the cobblestones, a mechanical heartbeat of terror that had pulsed through the village for three years. Julian, once a curator of the grand library in the capital, now stood...
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