The Faded Frequency

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The rain fell on the ramparts of Blackwood Keep. It was a cold, relentless downpour that turned the stone slick and black. Ser Alaric stood by the gate. His armor was dented. A long gash ran from his left shoulder to his hip. Blood seeped through the mail. He did not flinch. He watched the mist. The mist was thick. It swallowed the valley below. He felt a pain in his chest. It was not a wound....

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