The Wistful Skyline

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The wind coming off the black water of the North Sea did not merely blow; it stripped the world of its warmth, layer by layer, until only the raw, trembling architecture of our survival remained, a skeletal framework of iron and stone that we, the wardens of the old order, were tasked to maintain against the encroaching dark of a winter that seemed to have no end. I stood on the ramparts of the...

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