The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

Thorne, you’re bleeding again. The voice belonged to Julian, who stood in the doorway of the workshop, his hand resting on the iron latch as if the metal itself might shiver under the weight of the accusation. Elias did not look up from the drafting table; he kept his eyes fixed on the vellum, where the ink was visibly receding, pulling back from the nib like water draining from a cracked...

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