The Wistful Campus

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The dream was always the same: a road of pale, shifting light stretching through a fog so thick it felt solid. Elias Thorne woke with the taste of ash in his mouth and the cold dampness of the Citadel’s stone floor against his back. He was twenty years old, a Captain of the Order, and he wanted only one thing: the promotion to High Warden. It was not vanity. It was survival. His father’s debts...

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