The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The stone did not crumble; it simply ceased to be solid. It became a breath of grey powder that tasted of old iron and dry rot, settling on the tongue like the memory of a meal long since forgotten. Thomas stood in the center of the Nave, the silence of the cathedral pressing against his eardrums, a physical weight that threatened to pop. He was the Keeper, a title that carried more dignity...

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