The Faded Frequency

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The stone bit into your shoulder. It was a cold, wet bite. You held the shield high. The wood groaned under the weight of the mace. You were not alone. You were not a single man. You were the wall. You were the law. The torchlight flickered in the gloom of the crypt. It cast long, dancing shadows against the ancient carvings. You did not know why you were here. The order had come down from the...

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