The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The rain does not wash the road clean; it merely turns the dust into a slick, black mirror that reflects the grey sky and the hollowed eyes of the travelers. You walk with the others, a procession of the destitute and the desperate, your boots sinking into the mud of the valley path that leads upward toward the jagged silhouette of the Citadel. The air is thick with the scent of wet wool and...

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