The Faded River

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The Faded River

The bell tower cracked first. It was not a sound of thunder, but a sigh of stone giving way to gravity. I stood in the courtyard, my hands stained with the black soot of the forge, watching the ancient spire shudder and split. The wind howled through the new gap, carrying the smell of wet ash and old fear. I knew then that the cycle had begun again. My name is Elias. I am the smith of this...

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