The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The rain smells like iron. Like blood left too long in the basin. You step off the cart. Your boots sink into the mud of the yard. The house looms. It is a carcass of stone and timber, rotting from the inside out. The walls are high. The windows are black eyes. You are here for the audit. Or so you think. Or so they told you. You are Thomas. You wear the grey coat. The coat is heavy. It is...

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