The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The bell tolled for the dead before the bodies were found. That was the first thing I learned about the Keep. The sound did not signal a loss. It announced a judgment. I stood in the courtyard, the iron gate heavy on my shoulder, watching the grey mist swirl around the stone pillars. My name is Elias. I am a Warden of the Gate. Or at least, I was, until the moment the air turned to ash in my...

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