The Faded Quadrant

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The tower stood alone. It was made of stone. Old stone. Grey and cold. It pierced the sky. It had no door. It had no windows. It was a pillar. A monument. A cage. Elias stood at the base. He was tall. He was broad. His armor was dull. His sword was sheathed. He looked up. He looked at the sky. The sky was dark. The stars were out. They were cold. He had come here. He had walked all day. His...

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