The Faded Ruin
The banquet hall of the High Command was a cavern of polished obsidian and cold steel, where the air tasted of ozone and stale ambition, and the tables were laid with silver cutlery that reflected the distorted faces of the officers who sat upon it. Colonel Elias Thorne sat at the head of the long table, his uniform pressed into rigid lines, his hands resting flat on the dark wood, fingers...
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