The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The feast hall smelled of roasting boar and wet wool. Rain lashed the high windows, blurring the night into a grey smear. Captain Elias Thorne sat at the head of the long oak table. He did not eat. He watched the flames. The candles flickered. Shadows danced on the stone walls. To his right sat his lieutenant, Marcus Hale. Hale was smiling. It was a thin smile. It did not reach his eyes....

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