The Faded Frontier

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The rain in Oakhaven does not fall; it is administered. It descends in straight, rhythmic lines, each drop striking the cobblestones with the precision of a metronome, a sound that has been the background noise of my existence for ten years. I am Elias Thorne, a border warden of the Night Watch, and I am currently pinning Kael against the wet stone of the alley’s mouth. Kael is a thief, small...

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