The Faded Chronicle

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2026-08-21 15:00:11 -

You walk. The mud sucks at your boots. It is cold. Rain falls. It is fine. It is endless. You are a captain. You carry a sword. It is heavy. The steel is dull. You carry a brother. He is dead. Or he is sleeping. You do not know. The road is long. The woods are dark. Branches scratch your face. You do not flinch. You do not stop. The rain soaks your tunic. It clings to your skin. It feels like...

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