The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The petition was rejected, Elias said, his voice flat and dry as the dust motes dancing in the shaft of light that cut across the high table. He did not look up from the parchment, his quill scratching a rhythmic, abrasive sound against the vellum, a sound that seemed to fill the vast, empty hall of the Vane manor. Lord Vane sat opposite him, a man whose smile was a thin, lazy thing, stretching...

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