The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The rain falls not as water, but as a fine, grey silt that coats the tongue with the taste of iron and old ash. You walk through the corridor of the Bureau, your boots sinking slightly into the floor, which is no longer wood but a soft, yielding membrane that pulses faintly, like the belly of a sleeping giant. You are a Senior Warden, a title that once carried the weight of law and order, but...

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