The Faded Frontier

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The separation from the capital was not a decision made in the boardroom, but a slow, bleeding withdrawal of the soul from the flesh, a severing that happened in the quiet, dust-choked hours before dawn when the fog lay thick on the cobblestones like a burial shroud. Silas Vane, the High Warden of the Iron Gate, stood at the edge of the terrace, his hand resting on the pommel of a sword that...

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