The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain did not fall so much as it settled, a heavy, wet blanket of grey that clung to the cobblestones of the high court, turning the ancient flagstones into slick mirrors of the storm above. I rode my horse, a weary old mare named Bess who knew every dip and rise of the path better than I knew my own heartbeat, up the long slope toward the Citadel of Aethelgard. My armor, once polished to a...

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