The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The dream has no walls, only the scent of wet stone and the heavy, suffocating silence of a city that refuses to sleep. You are standing in the center of the old square, where the cobblestones are slick with rain that does not fall but seems to seep up from the earth itself. Around you, the architecture is a labyrinth of gothic spires and shuttered windows, a medieval skeleton draped in the...

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