The Faded Ruin
The tower stood in the dark. It was a square of black stone. The windows were blind. They had been blind for years. Elias stood at the base. His boots crunched on the gravel. He checked his watch. The face was cracked. The second hand trembled. It did not move. He knew why. Time stopped here. He was a guard. He was the last one. The others were gone. They had been taken. Or they had left. It...
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