The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The dust in the Undercity does not settle; it hangs, a thick gray suspension that tastes of iron and old paper. You stand in the center of the atrium, twelve years old, your fingers wrapped tight around a shard of the Faded Ruin. It is cold, colder than the winter air that seeps through the cracked foundation stones, and it vibrates against your palm like a trapped bird. Above you, the central...

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