The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The dream is always the same, a cold silver shroud draped over Mara’s shoulders, the thread biting into your skin even in sleep. You wake with the chill still clinging to your knuckles, the scent of lanolin and old wool heavy in the air of the Guild workshop. It is the week before the autumn solstice, and the air in the city is thick with the promise of change you are not ready to make. You are...

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