The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The mist at Kael’s Gate did not roll in; it settled, a heavy, grey shroud that erased the horizon and blurred the line between the earth and the sky. Elias Thorne stood alone on the watchtower, his breath pluming in the cold air, his hands resting on the cold iron of the railing. He was thirty-two years old, a border warden with the kind of face that had seen too much rain and not enough sleep,...

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