The Faded Frontier

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The feast is a wound that will not close, a sprawling, suffocating tapestry of rotting meat and spilled wine that stretches across the floor of the great hall where the air hangs heavy with the scent of decay and the low, guttural moaning of the crowd that has forgotten how to speak, only how to chew, and you stand in the center of it all, your armor slick with sweat and old blood, feeling the...

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