The Golden Downtown

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The rain did not fall so much as it settled, a heavy, grey mist that clung to the stones of the old town like a second skin, damp and cold and indifferent to the suffering of those who walked beneath its weight. Caelen stood at the edge of the bridge, his fingers wrapped tightly around the hilt of a sword that felt less like a weapon and more like a bone, long and hard and slightly broken, the...

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