The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The banquet hall of the Ironclad Manor smelled of roasted duck, stale tobacco, and the metallic tang of blood that had seeped into the floorboards over three generations. You sat at the long mahogany table, your hands folded in your lap, the knuckles white against the dark wood, listening to the clink of silverware and the low, rumbling laughter of the men who held the power of the valley in...

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