The Faded Frontier
The wall screamed. It did not crack. It did not groan under the weight of the centuries. It screamed, a high, thin shriek that tore the air inside the chapel. Elias dropped his sword. The steel clattered on the stone floor, sounding shockingly loud in the sudden, ringing silence. He stared at the north wall. The stone was not stone anymore. It was flesh. Pale, taut, and pulsing with a slow,...
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