The Wistful Skyline

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The rain fell upon the cobblestones of Aethelgard with a persistence that felt less like weather and more like a slow, deliberate erosion, washing the color from the world until everything was a shade of grey that pressed against my eyes and settled into the marrow of my bones, where I had spent the last three decades of my life haggling over the price of wool and the weight of iron. I was a...

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