The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The departure was not announced with trumpets or tears, but with the quiet closing of a heavy oak door in a corridor that smelled of damp stone and old wax. Elias stood at the threshold of the Great Hall, a place where the air hung thick with the weight of centuries, watching the back of his daughter, Clara, disappear into the shadowed archway leading to the lower gardens. He did not follow. He...

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