The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The siege had been going on for forty days, and the ink was running low. I sat at my desk in the scriptorium, the air thick with the smell of sulfur and old blood. My hands trembled as I dipped the quill. The parchment before me was blank, a terrifying white void that demanded the Codex of Binding. Outside, the bombardment shook the Iron Citadel, sending dust cascading from the vaulted ceiling....

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