The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The road into the valley of Aethelgard was not merely a path of packed earth and mud but a throat, a narrowing channel of grey stone that squeezed the air from the lungs and forced the traveler to breathe in shallow, terrified sips of the cold morning air that smelled of wet iron and rotting lichen. Edric Vane walked with his head bowed, the heavy leather satchel slung across his back digging...

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