The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain did not fall so much as it insisted, a gray, relentless curtain that blurred the edge of the world against the black, churning water of the Atlantic, and I stood at the prow of the *Aethelgard*, my fingers wrapped so tightly around the cold, rusted iron railing that the metal bit into my flesh, a sharp, metallic taste blooming on my tongue that I could not wash away, no matter how many...

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