The Faded Ruin
The ink did not merely stain the parchment; it ate into the fiber of the world, a black rot that spread from the center of the page outward, dissolving the very laws of physics that had held the city together for three hundred years. Elias Thorne stood at the center of the Great Hall, his hands trembling not from fear, but from the terrible, electric weight of the truth that had just...
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