The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The iron gate is cold. It bites your fingers. You do not pull. You push. The mechanism groans, a sound like a dying beast, and the gate swings inward. Dust motes dance in the shaft of pale light. You step onto the cobblestones. They are slick with rain that fell hours ago. The city is silent. No birds. No traffic. Only the wind, whistling through the broken windows of the tall, stone buildings....

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