The Wistful Campus

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Act I Do you remember the weight of a key when it is the only thing keeping you alive? I stood in the prefab office, the smell of damp plaster and old coffee thick in the air, while the magistrate’s typewriter clacked out the sentence of my dismissal. I was twenty-four, Marceline Etienne, a border warden in the mist-shrouded ancient kingdom of Aethelgard, desperate to secure a permanent post to...

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