The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The road to the Citadel of Oakes was a ribbon of grey stone that unspooled through the mist, leading the eye upward toward the spires that pierced the low, bruised sky. Thomas Bradshaw walked it alone, his boots heavy with the mud of the valley floor, his cloak pulled tight against the damp chill that seeped into his bones. He carried no sword, only the weight of his rank and the silence of his...

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