The Faded Chronicle

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2026-08-19 21:05:26 -

The leather of my gauntlets had long since lost its suppleness, cracking along the knuckles like dry riverbeds under a merciless sun, and I sat alone in the ruins of the watchtower, listening to the wind howl through the broken arches, a sound that was less a noise and more a hollow ache in my own marrow, for I had spent so many years in this place that the stone had begun to feel like an...

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