The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The road to Oakhaven was slick with rain. You walked it with the weight of your instruments. The compass hung at your hip, its needle trembling. The barometer clicked low. The sky was a bruised purple. You were the new assessor. The town did not expect you. They expected a man with a beard and a heavy coat. You were neither. You were a seeker of truths. You carried the seal of the Crown. It was...

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