The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The iron was cold. It had been cold for three days. It lay in the center of the stone floor, a rectangle of blackened steel. It was not a sword. It was a slab. A weight. It was the core of the machine. Caleb stood before it. His boots were wet. The water came from the roof. The roof leaked in the east wing. The water pooled around his ankles. It was freezing. He did not shiver. He had stopped...

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