The Faded River
The rain had stopped, leaving the air thick with the scent of wet stone and old blood. You stood at the edge of the village, your armor heavy, your breath coming in shallow, controlled gasps. Behind you, the door of the keep slammed shut with a finality that echoed in your hollow chest. You had been expelled. Not for cowardice, for you had fought with a ferocity that terrified even your allies,...
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