The Faded Ruin

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2026-08-18 05:09:53 -

The Faded Ruin

The hall smelled of roasted boar and old stone. I sat at the low table. My brother, Silas, was beside me. He held a cup of mead. His hand shook. I did not shake. I was a soldier of the Warden’s Guard. We were bound by blood and by the King’s seal. The room was full. Lords in furs laughed. They drank deep. The fire crackled. It was a feast for the New Year. I watched the smoke rise. It curled...

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