The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The rain fell in long, gray sheets against the mud of the road, blurring the horizon until the world was nothing but a wet, shivering gray. You walked with your left hand pressed firmly against your side, the fabric of your tunic already dark and stiff with warmth. The pain was a dull, rhythmic thud that matched the heavy, plodding beat of your boots, a second heartbeat that had no intention of...

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