The Wistful Skyline

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The wind that scoured the high, exposed ledges of the Great Stone Citadel did not howl so much as it whispered, a low, continuous hum of static that vibrated through the marrow of Eleanora Vane’s bones, a sound that had replaced the silence of her youth with a constant, grinding reminder of the passage of time and the relentless erosion of all things soft and human against the unyielding, grey...

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