The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The hall smelled of roasting lamb and the sharp, metallic tang of old fear. It was a warm night, the kind that settled over the valley like a heavy blanket, pressing the sound of the wind out of the world and leaving only the murmur of hundreds of voices. Captain Silas Thorne stood by the window, his hand resting on the cold glass, watching the moon rise over the jagged peaks that bordered the...

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