The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The ink was still wet on the parchment when the bells of St. Jude’s began to toll, a sound that felt less like a warning and more like the grinding of millstones against the very bedrock of our shared reality, shaking the dust from the high beams of the town hall where I sat, surrounded by the silent, judgmental faces of the Council of Elders, watching as the great seal of our community was...

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