The Faded Chronicle

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The mud on the road was thick and black, clinging to your boots with a viscosity that felt less like earth and more like the blood of the land itself, sucking at your stride with every step you took toward the isolated manor of Lord Aldridge. You had ridden for three days, your armor dented and tarnished by the relentless rain, the weight of your sword a familiar, heavy comfort against your hip...

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