The Faded Frontier

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The surveyor’s theodolite clicked, a dry, mechanical sound that seemed to snap the tension in the air like a wire, and Elara felt the boundary stone beneath her hand shudder, a subtle tremor that traveled up her forearm and into the marrow of her shoulder. She did not look at the instrument; she looked at Lord Vane, who stood with his back to the crumbling masonry, his hands tucked into the...

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