The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The iron gate was not merely a barrier; it was a throat, and we were being swallowed by it. I remember the taste of the air in the lower district, heavy with the metallic tang of ozone and the damp, rotting sweetness of the moss that grew in the cracks of the cobblestones. It was a place where the sun did not shine so much as it leaked through the perpetual gray canopy of the upper tiers,...

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