The Faded Frontier

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The dust in the tower room shook loose from the rafters as Silas Vane tightened the leather strap of his pack. He was forty years old, and his knees ached with a dull, persistent throb that no amount of rest could silence. Twenty years he had stood watch at the gate of Oakhaven, twenty years of counting heads and stamping permits, and now he wanted only the quiet of a small cottage and the...

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