The Faded Chronicle

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2026-08-19 03:22:18 -

The rain slicked the cobblestones of Millhaven Square, turning the afternoon into a grey smear of reflection and rot. You stood in the center of the circle, your coat soaked through, your breath coming in short, sharp bursts that misted in the chill air. They had called you a criminal. They had called you a threat. You had called them cowards, and they had thrown you to the ground. Now, you...

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