The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The fire started in the grain silos. You remember the smell before you saw the light. It was a sweet, rotting scent, like overripe pears left in a closed room. Then the sky turned the color of a bruise. You stood in the courtyard of the High Hall, watching the black smoke curl into the grey clouds. The air was thick. It pressed against your skin. It tasted of ash and iron. The crowd was silent....

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