The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The chisel was heavier than it had been at dawn. I wiped the sweat from my brow with a forearm that felt like lead, the stone dust already caking into the creases of my skin. It was a small thing, a vibration in the metal, but it had grown since I left the village, a low hum that matched the failing rhythm of my lungs. I had come to the borderlands to save the guild, to secure the contract that...

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