The Faded Chronicle
The fire took the gate at dawn. You watch it burn. You do not move. The heat hits your face. It is a physical blow. You are the Captain. You are the wall. The wall is burning. "Captain!" The voice is high. Thin. It belongs to Thomas. He is running toward you. His armor is loose. He looks small. He looks afraid. "Is it done?" you ask. Your voice is low. It does not rise. "No," Thomas says. He...
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