The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The oak stands at the center of the square. It is ancient. Its roots grip the stone like fingers digging into flesh. You look at it. You have looked at it every day for ten years. It is the only thing that has not changed. The walls have cracked. The paint has peeled. The faces of the guards have aged. The oak remains. It is green. It is tall. It is still. You are a guard. You wear the grey...

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