The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The mud at the Northern Gate is not merely wet; it is a thick, sucking grave that pulls at your boots with every step. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two, a border warden in the Iron Republic, and the rain has turned the approach into a slurry of grey earth and blood. Your rifle is heavy, the wood slick with condensation, and your finger rests on the trigger guard with the practiced ease of a man...

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