The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The frost had not yet touched the high branches of the oaks when the first crack appeared in the silence of my cell. I am Elias, a scribe of Oakhaven, and I have been here for three days, waiting for the winter solstice that I no longer believe will save me. My wife, Mara, is in the Debt Ward, her hands raw from the scrubbing of other men’s linens, while I sit in the dark, listening to the drip...

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