The Golden Downtown

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The mud in the courtyard of the Citadel of Aethelgard was not merely dirt; it was a living, breathing entity that sought to swallow us whole, a viscous slurry that sucked at my boots with the desperate, sucking grip of a dying man’s lips. I stood there, my armor slick with rain and something darker, my breath coming in ragged, white plumes that vanished instantly into the grey, weeping sky. The...

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