The Faded Frontier

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The bell tower of Ironhaven did not ring. It held its breath. A low, tectonic hum vibrated through the cobblestones, rattling the teeth in the jaw of every man, woman, and child who stood in the central square. The air was thick with the smell of wet iron and old blood. This was the hour of the Reckoning, or so the Council claimed. In truth, it was only the time when the city’s bones groaned...

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