The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the fortress courtyard into a slick, dark mirror that reflected the grey, unyielding sky. I stood at the head of the inspection line, my boots heavy with mud, my uniform damp and clinging to my ribs like a second skin. The air smelled of wet stone, old iron, and the faint, cloying scent of the lavender sachets that the guards...

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