The Faded River

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The Faded River

The iron bit of the sword was already warm against Edmund’s neck, and the sweat that slicked his scalp ran cold into the eyes of the man who held the blade, a momentary blurring of the world into a chaotic smear of mud, blood, and the heavy, suffocating scent of wet wool and decay, for it was not the enemy he faced in this hollowed-out cathedral of the old world, but Sir Julian, the captain who...

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