The Faded Photograph

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The rain fell on the cobblestones. Hard. Cold. It slicked the black stone. It made the world wet. And it made the world old. Thomas walked. His boots were heavy. Leather. Worn thin at the heel. He wore the red coat. The wool was stiff. It smelled of damp and iron. He walked toward the Keep. The Keep stood tall. It stood against the grey sky. It was the seat of the King. It was the seat of...

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