The Faded Quadrant
The rain did not fall so much as it was driven into the stone, a persistent, freezing mist that seeped through the mortar of the dungeon wall and settled into the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones. He woke not to the sound of water, but to the face of his brother, Cael, suspended in the air before him, his expression one of such serene, terrible indifference that Elias gasped and sat up, the...
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