The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The rain fell on the cobblestones of Oakhaven like a grey curtain drawn across the world, hiding the rot beneath the surface. You walked with your boots heavy on the wet flagstones, the mud slicking the leather until your gait became a clumsy, shuffling thing that echoed in the narrow alleyways. You were a man of the Watch, a keeper of the old laws, yet you felt less like a guardian and more...

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