The Faded Frontier

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2026-08-17 19:01:38 -

The tower stood in the middle of the field. It was not made of stone. It was made of bone. White, smooth, and curved. It rose high. The sky was black. No stars. Just the bone. Caleb walked toward it. His boots crunched on the dry grass. He held his rifle. The wood was cold. The metal was cold. His hands were shaking. He stopped. He breathed in. The air tasted of dust and old blood. "Stay back,...

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