The Faded Apartment

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, gray mist that clung to the cobblestones of the old city district, soaking into the wool of Elias Thorne’s coat until he felt the weight of the sky pressing against his shoulders. He stood before the heavy oak door of the Guild Hall, his hand hovering over the iron knocker, trembling not from the chill but from the sheer, crushing...

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