The Faded River

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The Faded River

The tower fell. Not with a crash. But with a sigh. Stone dust rose like gray snow. It settled on the cobbles. It settled on the dead. It settled on Elara. She stood in the square. Her hand was on the wall. The wall was warm. It had always been warm. The heat of the city. The heat of the people. Now it was cooling. The sky was wrong. It was the color of a bruise. Purple and black. The stars were...

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