The Faded River

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The Faded River

The feast was a lie told to hungry men. You sit at the long table in the Oakhaven fortress, the air thick with the smell of roasted boar and stale ale, while Captain Thorne toasts the King’s mercy. Your daughter, Lily, sits on your lap, her small hands clutching a crust of bread that is already wrong. It is black. It is hard as stone. The other wardens laugh, their voices bouncing off the damp...

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