Title: The Empire's Echo
The wind on the borders of the Aethelgard Empire tasted of salt and iron. Valerius stood on the ramparts of a crumbling fortress, watching the horizon. In the distance, the sky was orange with the fires of a hundred burning villages. The empire was not falling; it was evaporating. Valerius had been a captain of the Third Legion, a man of discipline and duty. But as the central government in the...
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