The Faded Frequency
Chapter One In the kingdom of the felled giants, the light of the short winter days fell at a steep, accusing angle, illuminating the dust in the air of the exile camp. Denna Gorse stood at the gate of the magistrate’s office, her breath visible in the cold, clutching a petition written on bark-paper. She had come to retrieve the silver clasp of her late master, an item the Imperial Auditor had...
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