The Wistful Skyline

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2026-08-21 14:21:16 -

The rain did not fall so much as it was suspended, a fine, grey mist that clung to the wool of my tunic and the leather of my gauntlets. I stood in the center of the plaza, the cobblestones slick and treacherous beneath my boots, watching the shadow detach itself from the archway. It moved with a fluidity that defied the stone around it, a silhouette cut from the dusk itself. I tightened my...

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