The Distant Journey

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The rain fell on the city of Aethelgard not as water, but as a fine, persistent mist that settled into the pores of the stone and the skin of the men who patrolled its endless, grey avenues. Kaelen stood at the edge of the Great Wall, his hand resting on the cold, slick surface of the obsidian barrier, feeling the slight, rhythmic vibration that traveled from the foundations deep within the...

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