The Faded Frontier

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The nib of the quill scratches against the vellum, a dry, rasping sound that cuts through the damp silence of the Royal Archive. You are Elara, twelve years old, and your fingers are stained with the black ink that is beginning to bleed. You are not here to study history. You are here to steal the map of the Whispering Woods, the only chart that shows the path to the debt collector’s gate. Your...

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