The Faded Frontier

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2026-08-22 04:12:00 -

The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a heavy, gray curtain that erased the horizon and turned the valley into a pool of swirling mist. It was the season of the Long Dusk, when the light in the valley of Oakhaven grew thin and brittle, like old parchment left too long in the sun. In the center of this desolate expanse stood the Watchtower, a solitary stone finger pointing accusingly at...

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