The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The bells of St. Jude’s did not ring; they screamed. It was a sound that tore the fabric of the morning, a jagged scream that bled into the cobblestones and seeped up through the soles of the people’s boots. In the village of Oakhaven, time had stopped, or rather, it had been pinned to the wall like a butterfly, wings spread and dead. The war had not come with armies of men in iron, but with a...

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