The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The rain in New Aethelgard did not wash things clean; it merely made the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones of the Lower Ward into a mirror that reflected only the bruised sky above. Elias Thorne counted the ration bars in his tunic pocket, four distinct rectangular blocks of compressed grain and protein, weighing them against the gravity of his own exhaustion. He needed these bars. He...

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