The Requiem of an Empire
The city of Oros was a masterpiece of marble and gold, but the gold was peeling, and the marble was cracked. High Chancellor Thorne stood on the balcony of the Imperial Palace, looking out over the sprawling metropolis. From this height, the people looked like ants, scurrying through streets that had once been the envy of the known world. Thorne had been the architect of the Empire's late-stage...
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