The Distant Summer

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The stone cracked. Not with a sound, but with a sigh. It was a small fracture, hairline thin, running through the grey facade of the old watchtower. Thomas saw it. He always saw the cracks. They were the only things that spoke to him in the city of Aethelgard. The city was a maze of tight streets and higher walls. It smelled of damp wool and woodsmoke. It was a place where shadows pooled deep...

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