The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The city of Aethelgard did not sleep, but it did age, a slow and tectonic grinding of bones that only Elias Thorne could feel in the marrow of his own. He stood in the center of his workshop, a cavernous space on the forty-second floor of the Spire, surrounded by the quiet hum of the atmospheric scrubbers. The air here was scrubbed clean of particulate matter, of dust, of the very evidence of...

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