The Distant Whispers

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The city of Aethelgard did not sleep so much as it held its breath, a vast, stone-lunged beast suspended in the amber gloom of the eternal twilight that had settled over the capital three generations ago. Commander Elias Vane stood on the balcony of the Ministry of Internal Order, his silhouette sharp against the hazy skyline, his hands resting on the cold iron railing that had once been...

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