The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

Chapter One "You have until noon, Doherty. The machinery does not wait for sentiment." The officer’s voice was flat, stripped of all inflection, like a radio signal cut off by static. Aoife Doherty did not look up. She sat in the damp cellar of the ancestral home, the air heavy with wet peat and old iron. In her hands, she held a shattered fragment of the Ogham stone, its surface cold to the...

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