The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The chisel slipped, carving a fresh white line into the black basalt of the door, and the dust tasted of copper and old blood. I wiped my brow with a sleeve that had long since turned grey with the particulate matter of the Obsidian Court, watching the flakes drift down in the stagnant, cold air. Behind me, Kael checked his watch, a mechanical thing that ticked with an aggressive, rhythmic...

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