The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The feast of the Guild’s anniversary was a spectacle of iron and wine, held in the great hall of Oakhaven where the air smelled of roasted pork and old stone. Elias stood at the periphery, his hands hidden in the sleeves of his roughspun tunic, watching the Guild Masters toast each other with goblets of deep red. He was thirty years old, having served the Guild for a decade, a penitent sinner...

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