The Faded Frontier

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The seal was cold. It pressed against the base of my skull like a second vertebra, heavy with the weight of centuries. I adjusted my tunic. The wool was damp. The air in the Hall of Echoes smelled of wet stone and old blood. I was a soldier of the Crown. My duty was simple. To hold the line. To keep the order. But order was a word that tasted of iron. I watched the crowd. They moved like water...

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