The Faded Frontier

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The morning light did not so much enter the Hall of Whispers as it seeped through the ancient stone, a slow, viscous fluid that pooled in the corners of the room where the shadows had grown so thick and old they had begun to taste of iron and dust, and there stood Thomas Bradshaw, his hands wrapped tightly around the hilt of his ceremonial sword, the leather grip worn smooth by generations of...

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