The Hollowed City
The air in Blackmoor tasted like rust and old secrets. Lila pressed her palm against the cold iron gate, feeling the tremor of the clock tower’s chime vibrate through her bones. It was midnight, and the town had gone quiet—too…
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Kael traced the inked lines of the map with a calloused finger, the parchment crackling under his touch. The air in his workshop reeked of aged paper and smoldering tallow, the scent mingling with the metallic tang of iron from…