The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The ink on the parchment did not dry; it bled, spreading across the heavy vellum in a slow, crimson tide that mapped the topography of our sins. I watched the letters of the Order dissolve, the sharp, angular strokes of the script bleeding into one another until the commandment was indistinguishable from a wound. "Stop it," I whispered, my voice trembling in the cold air of the archive. "Stop...

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