The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The hall smelled of stale beer and expensive perfume. It was a feast for the living. Or so they claimed. The tables stretched down the length of the industrial warehouse, draped in white cloth that looked dirty before the guests even touched it. Candles flickered. The air was thick with smoke and the low hum of conversation. Elias sat at the head of the table. He was a large man. Broad...

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