The Faded River

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The Faded River

The rain falls in sheets of grey silence, blurring the line between the stone ramparts and the sky above. You walk the perimeter of the Citadel, your boots heavy with the mud of the lower districts, your hand resting on the hilt of a sword that feels less like a weapon and more like an anchor. You are a Guardian, one of the few who remember what it is to bleed for the throne without knowing...

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