The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The feast in the Great Hall of King Aldric’s palace was a cacophony of clashing silver and roaring laughter, a spectacle of wealth that felt hollow to Elian as he scrubbed the grease from the floorboards near the dais. At twelve years old, he was invisible, a shadow moving between the legs of lords who drank wine the color of dried blood, yet his eyes were fixed on the heavy oak doors of the...

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