The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The roast mutton sat cold on the silver platters, the fat congealing in white lumps that caught the gaslight, but Elias Vane could not bring himself to eat. He stood at the head of the long table in the New Aethelgard Colony’s great hall, his hands trembling so violently that the crystal goblet in his grip rattled against the rim, a sound like distant, frantic knocking. Around him, the...

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