The Faded Ruin
“You can see the old boundary stones from the ridge,” said the woman, without turning from the window. Captain Elias Vane stood in the center of the ruined hall, his boots crunching on fragments of painted glass. He had been in the valley for three days, and this was the first time she had spoken more than a word. “I saw them,” he said. “Then you know what they say.” “I know what the maps say....
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