The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The rain had been falling for three days, a persistent, gray weeping that turned the cobblestones of the lower ward into a slick, mirroring skin, reflecting the dim, jaundiced glow of the streetlamps that hummed with a low, electric anxiety. Thomas Bradshaw stood in the doorway of the Infirmary, his coat soaked through to the waist, the heavy wool clinging to his spine like a second, colder...

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