The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The rain in Oakhaven does not fall; it seeps, a cold, persistent moisture that finds the cracks in the stone and the gaps in the soul, and I stood in the Magistrate’s office with my back against the door, watching the water trace a dark vein down the windowpane, mirroring the greenish discoloration that had begun to spread across my own neck. I was there for Julian, my brother, who had been...

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