The Faded Apartment

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The iron gate of the manor groaned against the frost, a sound like a bone snapping in the dark, as Elias Thorne pressed his back against the cold stone wall and watched the shadow detach itself from the treeline. He was not a soldier, nor a knight, nor a lord, but he wore the armor of his poverty like a second skin, heavy and rusted, chafing against the flesh of his soul. The air in the valley...

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