The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The gate is open. You walk through it. The iron teeth are cold against your knuckles. You are leaving. The sky is the color of a bruise. Grey. Heavy. It does not look like the end. It looks like a pause. You carry your cloak. It is heavy with rain. The air smells of wet stone and old blood. You are a guard. You have been a guard for ten years. You know the weight of a sword. You know the weight...

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