The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The grain is gone, Sergeant. Elias Thorne stood in the mouth of the granary, the damp chill of the Oakhaven morning seeping through the wool of his tunic, a sensation that had become less a physical discomfort and more a persistent, gnawing hunger that lived in the marrow of his bones. The new Regime’s austerity decrees, printed on the brittle, recycled paper that passed for currency in this...

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