The Faded River
The parchment lay on the cold stone floor, the ink still wet and glistening under the single tallow candle that Elias had lit an hour prior. It was a requisition form, standard issue for the Night Watch of the Blackwood Keep, detailing the allocation of rations and the deduction of three pence for a broken lantern, a sum that would leave him with nothing to pay the landlord for his room in the...
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