The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The iron gates of the Citadel of St. Jude had not been painted in three centuries. The rust was a deep, arterial red that stained the fingertips of anyone who touched the hinges, a color that spoke of old blood and older iron. I stood at the threshold, the weight of my ceremonial armor pressing against my shoulders like the hands of ghosts. Within the inner sanctum, the air was still and tasted...

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