The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

Act I Zara Hussain had not slept in three days, the hollow ache behind her eyes a constant companion that no amount of tea could dull. The air in the archive smelled of dry rot and the sharp, metallic tang of the grinding mills operating in the basement, a sound like teeth chewing on gravel that vibrated through the floorboards and into the soles of her boots. She stood before the inventory...

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