The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The air in the Wardroom smelled of boiled wool and stale tea, a scent that had seeped into the very pores of the stone walls over three generations. I sat in the corner, my fingers wrapped around a chipped ceramic mug, watching the condensation bead and run down the side in slow, vertical lines. Outside, the bell of St. Jude’s tolled the hour, a hollow, metallic sound that vibrated against the...

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