The Distant Metropolis

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2026-08-18 03:36:39 -

The rain in the Citadel did not fall so much as it seeped, a persistent, gray weeping that turned the cobblestones of the lower court into slick mirrors of the night sky. You walked with your boots heavy, the leather soaked through, the cold biting into your joints with a familiarity that felt less like an ailment and more like a second skin. You were the Warden of the Outer Gate, a title that...

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