The Faded Frontier

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2026-08-18 21:18:38 -

The bread was always the first thing to go. In the grey, damp confines of the Warden’s cell, the loaf sat on a iron tray, white and smooth as a skull. It did not rise. It did not bake. It simply existed, a perfect, unchanging sphere of sustenance that promised life but offered only a mirror. Elias stood before it, his hands clasped behind his back, the leather of his gauntlets creaking in the...

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