The Faded Frontier

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The house stood at the edge of the moor, a skeletal thing of stone and silence, watching the fog roll in from the sea. It was not a place that welcomed visitors, but it did not chase them away, either. It simply existed, a fixed point in a world that had begun to drift. Elias Vance stood before it, his boots sinking into the wet turf, and felt the familiar weight of his purpose settle upon his...

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