The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The letter lay on the workbench, its edges curling slightly in the damp air, the ink of the Guild Council’s seal still wet and black as a bruise. You read it three times, the words blurring into a single, indistinct smear of authority, telling you that your senior status was revoked effective immediately, that your pension was contingent on the completion of the Great Window by the winter...

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