The Faded Portrait

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The avalanche had taken the horse, the pack, and the name of the man who loved him. Sir Aldric stood in the grey churn of the debris field, the snow settling in his hair like ash, and tried to recall the face of the brother who lay dying in the valley below, but the image was already blurring, the features smoothing out into a generic oval of suffering. He was forty years old, a knight of the...

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