The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The sword was heavy. It was a slab of iron that drank the light and held it captive. Elias swung it. The air tore. He was in the courtyard. The stones were wet with rain. The rain was cold. It bit his skin. It soaked his tunic. He fought. Not for glory. Not for the King. For the wall. The wall was high. It was the boundary. It was the line where the inside ended and the outside began. It was...

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