The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The feast of the High Council was a symphony of rot and gold, a tableau of opulence that seemed to mock the very air it suffocated. You sat at the far end of the long, obsidian table, your hands folded neatly in your lap, feeling the weight of the ceremonial chain around your neck like a noose made of cold starlight. The hall was vast, a cathedral of stone and shadow where the torches burned...

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