The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The iron key turned in the lock with a sound like a bone snapping, the metal cold and slick against Aldric’s palm, and he felt the weight of the handle settle into the groove of his wrist as if it had always belonged there. He was forty years old, and his heart, that faithful drum which had beaten in time with the marches of the Valerius guard for two decades, now stuttered with a rhythm that...

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