The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The air in the Hollow did not smell of earth or rot, but of ozone and old iron, a metallic tang that coated the back of Elias’s throat like a coin he could not swallow. He stood at the edge of the precipice, looking down into the valley where the city of Oakhaven should have been, but which had instead become a labyrinth of glass spires and silent, drifting clouds. He was a man of the old...

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