The Golden Downtown

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The road to the Citadel of Aethelgard was not a path but a scar, a long, jagged wound in the earth that bled red clay into the grey autumn mud. Thomas Bradshaw walked it with the heavy, deliberate cadence of a man who had learned that speed was a liability and stillness a virtue. He carried nothing but the weight of his own history, which pressed against his sternum like a stone, and the memory...

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