The Faded Apartment

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The hall was a cavern of gold and shadow, the air thick with the scent of beeswax and old stone. Commander Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the floor, his hand resting on the hilt of a sword he had not drawn in twenty years. He was not there to fight, though the muscle memory in his shoulders ached with the ghost of a blade. He was there because the Master had called him back, and because the...

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